Chapter 12. Goodnight.

The kitchen was lightened with the skilled movements of a handsome man in a black apron.

Dion moved around like a master, swiftly cutting the vegetables, heating the soup, and only after tasting the heated porridge and after he regarded the dishes as good enough, he carefully placed the dishes on the tray. However, just before he could take a step to the stairs, he saw the face of a young cute woman with her head between her hands looking at him with interest.

For a brief second, he thought he was dreaming, however, when he noticed her careful eyes and a small smile, he blushed.

"Thea, what are you doing here? You should be resting."

He sounded like a caring old mom, and she laughed. "I wanted to go to the bathroom," she said.

He frowned and took her in his arms and into a princess hug. "You should have waited for me, I would have taken you there."

The sudden movement made her heart flush, she pushed her face to his chest and inhaled the soft aroma of his body. S