Rubbing her eyes, Iria Helev abruptly stood up yet her gaze never leave Arin Helev who was still looking at her with a little smile on his face.
What was this? He's really awake?
It's not her dream!
"Arin," she called out and crouched down beside the bed. "You're awake?"
The King gently nodded his head once. "I heard what you said," he murmured in a very low voice. "Not just that, I heard everything you said here since you arrived."
He talked and she heard him but... Iria didn't know what to say! Maybe because she was overwhelmed with gratitude!
Before she could even realize it, a tear of joy rolled down her face.
Arin reached out his right hand and wiped the tear away. "Why are you crying? Shouldn't you be happy instead?"
With a little smile, Iria held the hand that Arin used to wipe her tear and kissed it. "Are you dumb? It's a tear of joy," she said while still holding his hand.
