Jaessa POV
Dawn arrives far too soon, as I untangle myself from Westley’s limbs, donning my typical battle gear - black leggings and sports bra, with a black crop tank top. Westley stirs from the bed, and approaches me from behind as I stare in the mirror, braiding my hair. He wraps his arms around my waist and places a gentle kiss upon my neck, which stills my progress.
“No matter what happens, Jaessa, know that I love you.” He tells me.
I quickly secure my hair and turn in his arms. Placing my hands upon his chest, I look into his eyes and reply, “I love you, too.” We share one last kiss before he departs to dress and ready himself.
Once I have everything I need, I go to the dining hall for breakfast, where I find nearly everyone already present. Once having taken my seat,
