~NYX
He was warm.
And his warmth chased away the cold as well as the darkness that threatened to swallow me whole. I released a shaky breath as the voices disappeared and the one who had been trying to awaken went back down to the bottom of my core.
She went back to sleep.
"Are you okay?" Yuriel asked as he stared down at me with glowing silver eyes.
My lips quivered. The world had gone silent and he was the only one who seemed to have meaning— who seemed to be real.
"Y— yes," I whispered as my brows furrowed with confusion.
Calanthé's head appeared above Yuriel's and that was when I realised I was still in his arms. I shot up, away from him immediately and rose to my feet.
And I could say one thing.
My audiences were wowed. The strange hooded persons were now standing and
