Chapter 27
Kris and Korrin lay there for nearly an hour, his fingers stroking her hair. Kris was tired, but she didn’t want the moment to end. She kissed his neck lightly, nuzzling into his warmth.
“Who would have that that all those years ago, on our first night in this castle together, this is where we’d end up?” Korrin asked. Kris smiled. He could have thought of any of the other things that had happened in this castle. The terrible things. His father’s death. His brother’s death. His own cousin betraying him. Us fleeing for our lives…
But instead, he focuses on the good.
Because he is good.
“This is a bit nicer,” Kris said. “And a little less scary.”
“But less fun,” Korrin said, and she knew he was grinning.
“I won’t agree to that. I guess our definitions of fun are just a li
