LYRA'S POV
In the quietness of the field, Kael and I lay on the small mattress, tangled in sheets, still fully clothed, our arms wrapped around each other and his face buried in the crook of my neck.
"What's on your mind?" I asked, my fingers in his hair as I caressed his scalp while gently running my hand through his hair.
"I'm wondering what's on yours. Do you regret it?" Kael asked, almost as if he was scared of my answer.
My eyebrows pulled into a tight knot and I tugged slightly at his hair, causing him to lean on his hands and pull away, just enough so that we could stare into each other's eyes.
"Why would you think that?" I asked and he looked away. I placed my palm against the side of his jaw and directed his face until he was staring at me once again. "I don't regret anyth
