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Chapter 39

Author: Greenwood
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-28 16:37:49

Dax’s POV

She looked so small in that bed.

Her eyes were puffy and red, her hair a tangled mess over the pillow, and her skin still too pale—but when she smiled at the flower in my hand, something unclenched in my chest.

“It only grows on the cliffs after the storms. They say it blooms only in the harshest conditions. It means… resilience.” I said softly, kneeling beside her bed.

Keira looked down at the crushed petals cupped gently in her hand, and her smile deepened. Not the kind she forced when people were watching, or the one she gave when she was trying to be brave. This one was small… real.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice still weak but stronger than it had been.

I hesitated, watching her closely. “I can carry you to the courtyard, if you’d like. You shouldn’t be moving around so soon.”

Her brows furrowed slightly. “No. I want to walk.”

I studied her face for a moment. She was in pain, I could see that. Her movements were sluggish, like her limbs were too heavy for her fra
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