Chapter 23 Lucien carried Roselyn through the dim hallways of the chambers, his arms steady as he held her close. Roselyn on the other hand, had her face tucked in the crook of his shoulder, her hands wrapped tightly across his neck. Inside, the air was cool with the scent of old wood, and a faint smokiness of past fire. He made his way further into the room, where a bed stood against the far wall. Slowly, but carefully, he laid Roselyn down on the bed. The mattress made a soft creak, echoing in the empty house as he did so. Heaving a sigh, he pulled away slightly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. " You are cold," he stated, rubbing her arms soothingly, "I will go start a fire" Roselyn let go of him reluctantly, and he stood. But he wasn't able to take a step as she held back his wrists. "I...I don't need a fire, My King," She whispered, staring at him from under her lashes. Lucien paused, not missing how vulnerable she sounded. But she released her hold on
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