The dragon lord had stirred much earlier than his mate, and since then, he had simply remained beside him, lying quietly while watching Riley with patient, thoughtful attention.
He didn't move, staying there like a loyal sentry.
He didn't even flinch when the steady rhythm of Riley's breathing shifted by the slightest fraction, nor when the long dark lashes resting against the black dragon's cheek trembled almost imperceptibly.
Kael noticed all of it.
Yet the golden dragon said nothing. He remained a quiet, stable presence amidst the soft light spilling through the windows, perfectly willing to indulge the little performance unfolding beside him.
Or better yet, perfectly willing to watch his twig pretend to sleep.
Golden eyes moved slowly over his mate's face, studying every small detail with careful focus. Riley's breathing appeared steady and relaxed, his cheek resting against the pillow while his long black hair spilled across the sheets in a dark, tangled mess.
