As the days rolled by, Ryker's visit to my sleeping chamber became more frequent, and slowly, I began noticing a side of him I haven't noticed before. Suddenly, the way he stared at me was different, and getting locked in endless gazes became a reoccurring event.
As I regained my strength, I grew curious about Ryker treating me the same way. Was he merely showing his concerns because I was ill? Or was there something more?
My mind raced with endless thoughts. If Ryker was growing fond of me, it was for the better, as I would no longer be his slave and would assume the post of his Luna. Yet again, I pondered over the words of the elders. They had denied me the right to exercise my power as Luna until I provided Ryker an heir in order to assume his rightful position as king.
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