The morning light was soft, filtering through the window like golden mist.
Evethra stirred beneath the sheets, her mind heavy and hazy. Every thought came slowly—like ripples in still water.
She blinked a few times, trying to remember what had happened.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember anything—at least not clearly.
All she could recall was a blur of warmth, Kael's voice… and then his kiss.
But as she remembered the kiss, her breath hitched, and she touched her mouth without thinking.
She blushed hard, feeling embarrassed yet warm on the inside.
'He kissed me!' She exclaimed inwardly.
She felt like a little girl who had gotten the toy she had always wished for.
But just as her cheeks were starting to heat up, recalling the sensation of the kiss, a familiar voice broke the quiet.
"So," Kael drawled from beside her, his tone calm and amused, "you're finally awake."
Evethra froze, eyes darting toward the sound.
