Aria
I'm so immensely relieved by the face in front of me that it takes me a moment to remember what I’ve planned to do.
"Kaidën?" My voice sounds hoarse, even to my ears, and I let out a dry cough.
This seems to alert the man in front of me, as he jumps up quickly and rushes out of the room.
My brows furrow in confusion when he leaves, but before I can ask where he's gone to, he reappears.
There's a cup in his hand, and when he pushes it towards my lips, I take several sips of water, that slide down my throat too sweetly to be real.
Whatever was in they drink must have dried my throat, as I take down the gulps of water faster.
I feel Kaidën's hands beside my jaw, and behind my head. He holds me in place, and I stare up at him.
"Don't drink it so quickly. You'll choke." Oh, sure.
