Aria's eyes squinted, adjusting to the blazing rays of the sun that spilled through the parted curtains of the infirmary.
It was already morning. When had she slept? The dream kept her awake all through the night, and she doesn't even know what to call it yet.
She yawned, her head turning towards the half-opened door as the sound of boots caught her attention.
It wasn't the soft tread of healers or the quiet murmurs of their aids. She saw two guards positioning themselves at the door, flanking both sides.
Not this again, she thought, Is this what he meant by not being alone? She sighed.
The air in the infirmary felt heavier this time, so she searched the room instinctively for one person.
He wasn't there.
The realization unsettled her more than she like
