Chapter 013
Emilia's POV
In his arms, I awoke.
His chest rose and fell in that soft rhythm that always gave me a sense of security, as if, for the first time in my life, everything might be all right. Even as he slept, he wrapped his warm, heavy arm around me, seemingly unable to let go.
The morning light seeped through the curtains, painting the room a gentle gold. Everything appeared softer and more delicate as a result. similar to tranquillity.
Peace, however, is fleeting. It's not a permanent state for us. This statement is especially true given the constant presence of shadows lurking behind the sun.
I remained motionless. simply observed him. The way his lashes cast small shadows on his cheekbones and the curve of his jaw caught my attention. This is how he looked. This was not
