Seren woke up the next morning in her husband's arms. It was a strange feeling to wake up in her old room, with Drayce sleeping by her side on her childhood bed, holding her like a body pillow.
Staring at the man sleeping soundly next to her, she could not help but notice the hint of fatigue on his handsome face.
Even though Drayce wouldn't admit it, he had been exhausted after their long journey of more than two weeks. The travel itself was of little concern, but he did overexert his powers during the night of that storm, and afterwards, there was his relentless search for the suspicious Black Witch, not to mention as the King of Megaris, he still had to deal with the people of high society.
Seren softly gazed at his peaceful sleeping face.
'This might be one of the best memories I have in this tower—waking up with Dray by my side. I never thought a day like this would come.'
