I woke up to the smell of breakfast. I couldn't believe I had slept so much, but it was a rest I needed. Despite my dreams remaining disturbing, and Liam appearing at times like a shadow slipping through my fingers, I managed to rest enough for my stomach to growl at the sight of the huge tray of food Ethan brought into the room.
"Did you manage to rest, beautiful?" Ethan's smile was the tonic I needed to momentarily push away the heaviness that still lingered in Liam's absence.
"Yes, I needed it, a lot, but you know..." I didn't want to mention it, lest it curdle the milk in the steaming coffee on the tray Ethan brought to the bed.
I saw him purse his lips but decided not to comment.
"If Bruma trains you the way she cooks, I'm sure we have nothing to fear from our enemies."
The tray
