Ayla quietly joined King Rykerr in bed. It had been a long, tiring day for both of them. The room felt calm now, with only the sound of their soft breaths filling the air. They lay on their sides, facing each other. King Rykerr kept his grey eyes fixed on Ayla’s gentle face. Ayla looked back at him too, studying the lines of worry still on his forehead. Neither spoke at first, letting the silence wrap around them like a blanket. Finally, Ayla spoke, her voice soft and caring. “Are you okay?” she asked, reaching her hand a little closer to him. He tried to smile, but it didn’t last long. His face turned serious, though his eyes stayed warm. “I should be the one asking you that,” he replied. “Are you scared after everything that happened today?” Ayla hesitated, then nodded slightly. “Yes… at first, I was really scared,” she confessed, her voice shaky. “I thought I was not going to see you again.” A small tear rolled down her cheek. King Rykerr’s thumb gently wiped away her tears. “
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