THREE WEEKS LATER
Amelia
“Are you sure you want to do this Amelia?” The dark-haired man, had his fingers steepled under his clean-shaven chin. the steam from his frothy coffee masking the angles of his face.
I sighed.
“Have you been sleeping at all?”
I almost laughed, had I been sleeping? I couldn’t even remember the last time I had slept through the night. Back before my wedding day and subsequent rescue probably.
When I had Dewi’s arms wrapped around me.
“I'm Fine Wren” I sipped on the coffee slowly. Eyes downward.
I had never met a dragon-like Wren before. He seemed soft in his human form as if he couldn’t stand the sight of a woman in distress. But I knew that hadn’t always been the case. Once he had been a weapon of the council. deadly and unfeeling. Until the human ma
