POV: Gina
The first thing I noticed was the softness as I woke up. The mattress was comfy, strange; it did not feel like my own bed.
Even half-awake, I felt uneasy. Lately, nothing in my life had been soft unless it meant trouble was coming next.
I opened my eyes carefully, and I saw massive black curtains and silver candlelight. A room far too luxurious to belong to me.
Then the scent hit, pine and smoke.
Prince Caleb? Oh no.
I sat upright too fast and instantly regretted it as pain pulsed behind my eyes.
“Easy.”
A deep voice by the window startled me. Prince Caleb stood there, arms crossed, dressed all in black again. I guess darkness was his thing now.
He watched me too intensely.
Like he was studying a bomb that might explode. That’s fair, considering recent events.
“You col
