After a leisurely breakfast, another knock echoed through the hotel room, its gentleness contrasting the first, intrusive one. Abaddon and I exchanged a glance, the tension in the air less pronounced this time. He swung open the door to reveal one of his familiar guards, a face I recognized from before. I offered a warm smile and a slight wave, and he returned the gesture with a respectful nod before handing a series of bags to Abaddon. Their hushed conversation was barely audible as the guard left the room.
Curiosity got the best of me. "What's all that?" I inquired.
Abaddon's lips curled into a faint smile as he turned his attention back to me. "Seeing as you don't have much to wear, I had some things brought over for you."
A feeling of warmth spread through me. "That's incredibly
