SARGIS’ POV
The moment I shut the bathroom door behind me, I dragged a hand over my face in frustration.
Narine always remained in bed until at least ten. But this morning… I returned from a long, soul-draining morning handling court petitions, land disputes, and territorial concerns, the usual noble whining about borders and status. None of it held my attention. My mind had stayed here, with her. Like it always did.
So when I stepped into the room and found the bed empty, every instinct in me screamed, and my heart dropped straight into my stomach.
Then I heard the shuffle of feet behind the bathroom door. Relief flooded me so quickly it was dizzying. I leaned forward slightly, inhaling, and there it was.
Her scent.
Citrusy with hints of lavender soap clung to her skin.
She was in
