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86- On my knees

Author: Ahsia Risan
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-18 23:38:29

Arielle.

The room was dim with a single lamp casting a soft circle of light over the scattered papers and books I had been buried in for hours. My eyes ached from reading but I had refused to put the book down refusing to let the world distract me from the words on the page.

That is until the faint scrape of boots on the floor made my heart jump amd my chest tightening instinctively.

Kael didn’t announce himself. He simply appeared in the doorway witj his broad shoulders blocking the pale glow of the hallway and his presence enough to make the air feel heavy. I looked up startled and met his gaze.

Those eyes so dark yet shifting as the color change like the sky before a storm then locked on mine. There was no warmth in them, not exactly but an intensity that made the hair on my arms rise. He didn’t smile and didn’t speak immediately.

He simply stepped inside and sat on the edge of my bed, the papers and books under him crumpling slightly under his weight his gaze never leaving me.
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