Elara’s POVI woke up well rested, even after yesterday’s events.The bed felt more comfortable than usual, the sheets warm from the morning sun. Lucian’s scent still lingered on the pillow beside me, faint but comforting. The candy incident at the restaurant had been terrifying, but the rest of the evening, the quiet conversation, the way he had held my hand the entire drive back — had made everything else fade. I stretched, smiling to myself. For the first time in weeks, I felt light.I waited for breakfast, but none came.The usual knock from the maids never sounded. No tray, no cheerful greeting. What was keeping them?Curiosity won. I slipped on a simple robe and padded barefoot down the corridor toward the dining hall.The smell hit me first — warm butter, fresh herbs, eggs scrambled with a hint of cheese and chives, thick slices of toasted bread, and the rich aroma of coffee. My stomach growled in approval.I pushed open the heavy double doors.Lucian was already there, seated
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