Chapter XXXVIII

Emily was tossing and turning as she felt something soft on her. She opened her eyes before she was looking at an unfamiliar window as well as an unfamiliar surrounding around her. She sat up before she was looking at the grand bed that she was sitting on.

"Ah, you're awake. Finally," the deep voice that she knew belonged to Lord Dorian Hassildor, her husband now, was booming across the room as Emily turned in that direction. Ian was sipping on his tea as he was looking at her. "Sleep well, my dear?" He asked before Emily was looking at herself. She was in her thin, white muslin chemise before she was pulling the blanket on the bed to cover herself. Ian chuckled. "It's not like I haven't seen anything," he said that made Emily glare at him.

"What are you doing in my bedchamber?" She asked before she did not know if it was her bedchamber after all. Ian chuckled lowly before he stood up from the divan that he was sitting on to go to the edge o