Lillia… wake up!
Lillia stirred, burying her face deeper into the pillow, choosing to ignore the voice that tugged at the edge of sleep. She had dreamt of him—his scent warm, his touch lingering longer than memory allowed.
Lillia… wake up!
Lillia’s eyes snapped open, a sharp breath slamming into her lungs as she jerked awake.
“Yes—Yes I’m up.” She stared, half expecting to see Kyla pounce into her, as only Kyla had that energy, but her room was empty.
Lillia exhaled, her fingers combing through her hair. “Fenris, was that you?”
Yes. Who else would it be?
Fenris’ presence sharpened as a quiet huff escaped Lillia’s lips, and she let her body fall weakly back into bed. “Why’d you do that? I was having a good dream.”
About Regaleon. Yes, I am aware.
Lillia’s eyes cleared at once.
