The next day, Zelia woke up in Nathan's arms again. Closing her eyes, she cursed herself, 'Zelia, you are so hopeless. Can't sleep without being in his arms, can you?'
Just as she thought Nathan was still asleep, the man suddenly buried his head in the crook of her neck and nuzzled her. Zelia, who was still feeling awkward, was at a loss for what to do.
Nathan's slightly husky voice came. "Let's go to Voigan."
Unlike his usually stern demeanor, Zelia felt his soft hair rubbing against her neck, tickling her. "Why..." she asked. "Didn't you not want to go?"
He was so unhappy last night. "I don't want to upset you."
Nathan was different from usual, and Zelia felt it strange.
Hearing Nathan's words, Zelia felt happy. It was a blessing to have someone willing to accommodate her.
Finally
