Chapter 68
Her eyes focused.
Blurry shapes sharpened into clarity—the ceiling, smooth and unfamiliar; the mattress beneath her, too soft to be hers. She recognized the room before her brain could catch up. The faint scent of cedar, the heavy silence, the warmth still lingering on the sheets beside her.
His room.
She looked around, hoping he was there, but she was alone.
The realization left a strange hollowness in her chest. But she concluded that he might have had to leave for an important council meeting.
She sat up slowly, her limbs sluggish, she still felt slightly dizzy...but the excruciating pain from before had disappeared. Talk about a blood that can do wonders.
