The pale, golden light of the early morning sun filtered softly through the high, arched stone windows of the royal bedchamber, casting long, warm beams across the dark oak floorboards and heavy velvet tapestries.
I awoke wrapped securely, warmly, and completely in Robin’s massive embrace.
His broad, heavy arm was anchored firmly around my waist, his furnace-warm chest rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic pattern against my back.
Even in deep, quiet sleep, his dark shadow aura hovered close around us like a protective, suffocating mantle, keeping the bitter mountain air from ever touching my skin.
I shifted slightly, attempting to turn my body around to face him.
The moment my small movement disrupted the quiet stillness of the bed, Robin’s glowing crimson eyes snapped open instantl
