Time passed, and Maxen decided to take Cosette to bed. The servants were aware of their close relationship, so when Lucia saw him carrying her back to her room, she helped him. With Lucia's help, Maxen reached Cosette's room without any mishap and laid her down on the bed carefully.
When he tucked her in, a smile resurfaced on his face. He stood on the side of the bed, eyes fixed on her peaceful, sleeping face. Staring at her, he couldn't help but caress her face while Lucia left to do something. As he did so, his brows creased as she moaned and turned to her side, clutching his hand tightly.
"Is she dreaming..." he trailed off when a tear rolled down her temple, making him wonder what sort of dream could make her cry in her sleep?
"Was it a bad dream?" he wondered, sitting on the edge of the mattress. Cosette didn't wake up, just clutching to him as if in an attempt to hold on to him now... which she couldn't in her dreams.
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