He said he needed her. Said he loved her. But Rían hadn’t felt farther away than he had for the last five days. Five days locked away in magically warded chambers by the king of the sirens until further notice. At least they weren’t in the dungeon again. Chaz had actually been a little courteous about giving them actual bedrooms. Though, this room felt colder than their original cells. With how Rían kept to himself, barely spoke to her, barely touched her unless they were in bed, yet even that wasn’t much. Yet, it was actually her favorite part of the day now, since he would actually acknowledge her, touch her, pulling her against his chest to snuggle in tight, his arm draping around her to keep her close. His nose always planted at the back of her neck, taking in pulls of her scent as he
