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Chapter Twenty Six

Author: Haga Krisztina
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Nyra

The first rays of sunlight slipped softly through the tall, arched windows, painting golden patches on the white stone walls of the palace, on the silken curtains, and on the bed where I rested. The blankets wrapped me in warmth, and as I slowly drifted awake, I felt something I was not used to: I was not alone. My body was surrounded by a safe heat, and even through the cover I sensed Aedan’s presence. He was beside me, so close that my heart skipped a beat. Tilting my head, I looked at him: he sat with his back against the pillows, as though he had not slept fully all night, only half-dozing to keep watch over me. His eyes were half-closed, but the moment I stirred, they opened at once, and his golden gaze locked on mine.

My heart jolted. I knew he had stayed on purpose. This was not chance, not whim. He had kept watch over me. The thought was terrifying and beautiful all at once, and I didn’t know what to do with the storm of feelings inside me. I looked at him with gratitude,
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