Rowan's POV
Sleep should have come the moment I closed my eyes, but It didn't.
The room was quiet except for the steady crackle of the fire and the wind brushing against the windows. Somewhere outside, a patrol changed shifts, their footsteps fading almost as quickly as they appeared. It was the kind of silence I'd been used to for years, the kind that usually helped me think.
Tonight it only made me more aware of the person lying a few feet away.
I kept my eyes on the ceiling, and it was a mistake, not because Mira had done anything wrong but because I had.
I'd crossed a line I couldn't explain, even to myself.
If Elias walked in tomorrow morning, he'd never let me hear the end of it. Worse, he'd look at me with that knowing expression that suggested he'd figured something out befo
