Astrid’s POVI woke up still on the couch with morning light streaming through the windows and Davian’s arm around me. At some point during the night we’d shifted, my head now resting on his chest and his other hand tangled loosely in my hair.He was already awake, I could tell from his breathing.“Morning. ” he greeted.“Morning.” I didn’t move yet, too comfortable and still half asleep. “Did you sleep at all?”“Some.” His chest rumbled under my ear when he spoke. “You talk in your sleep.”Heat flooded my face and I sat up quickly. “What did I say?”“Nothing coherent.” A smile tugged at his mouth. “Mostly mumbling about gardens and basil.”“That’s embarrassing.”“It’s endearing.” He stood and stretched, his shirt rumpled from sleeping sitting up. “Come on. We should eat and get ready. The palace staff will be expecting us by noon.”Breakfast was quick, both of us moving around the kitchen with comfort that came from the past few days together. Then we gathered our bags and loaded the
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