Chapter 393 - Chapter 389 – The Cocoon of Life

That night in the queen's chamber of Nocture felt different from the nights before. The air that was usually bone-chillingly cold now carried a strange, gentle warmth, as if the entire castle was holding its breath. The black candles on the obsidian walls burned with slow, steady flames, their light dancing across the badly rumpled black silk bed, leaving soft folds like the traces of a small storm that had just passed. Thin mist crept in slowly from the balcony that had been deliberately left slightly open, bringing the thick, sweet scent of black roses mixed with the smell of night dew and a faint sweet aroma of sweat from two bodies still tightly entwined.