CHAPTER 28
AVA’S POV
I woke up in the royal chambers, the heavy velvet curtains drawn just enough to let thin rays of pale northern light spill across the stone floor. The room smelled of the cool sea air from the balcony mixed with the faint remnants of smoldering sage from the night before. My own chambers. Not the royal healing room or some hidden corner of the palace, but the same suffocating grand suite where Draken had pinned me against the wall during my partial shift. The massive bed still carried the faint trace of his scent clinging stubbornly to the black silk sheets.
I was wearing the soft black cotton tunic Draken had changed me into during the fever. The fabric was oversized, falling to mid-thigh, the sleeves were long enough to hide most of the bandage on my arm. It smell
