SIGRUN
Hours later, the castle was entirely dark, but my mind was a sleepless, tangled mess.
I lay flat on my back in the center of a bed large enough to sleep a family of four, staring up at the heavy velvet canopy.
The silence in the room was deafening. It was funny, really—back in my world, I would have killed for this much peace and quiet. Here, it just felt like a desert. My skin felt overly sensitized, humming with a restless, hollow ache that made it impossible to settle.
I couldn't shake the clinical way Lord Krev had talked about us, but more than that, I couldn't shake the frustrating, disappointing reality of my current situation. I was sleeping alone. Again. In a frozen fortress at the edge of the world, married to a man who looked at me like he wanted to devour me, yet wh
