You were freezing your ass off. This winter weather was not something you were enjoying. Being out in the elements didn't make it any easier to deal with. But, the Kingdom was no longer home. The group needed to relocate. Maybe this should have been done weeks ago, before the weather had gotten this severe. It hadn't been your decision though.

Daryl walked beside you, his presence making this tolerable. You hated the cold. It made everything feel wrong and numb. Walking god knows how many miles in it was even worse. Every so often your eyes would drift away from the road in front of you, always going to take a peek at Daryl. Even if you couldn't see much of him due to the fact that he was bundled up as protection from the cold.

His gloved hand found yours once he noticed that you'd began walking a little bit slower than your usual pace. A gentle squeeze was all you needed to be reminded of why you were still doing this. Daryl was your world, he meant everything to you. Going anywhere with him was worth it. Where he went, you followed. And, where you went he also followed.

"You doin' okay?" He asked, eyes scanning over your freezing, bundled up body. Little snow flakes floated down around him, a few landing on him. The little white flakes made him look almost adorable. "We won't be able to keep goin' for much longer," he said a bit more quietly.