Weylyn's eyes fluttered open and she lifted a hand to her head, that dull ache once again bringing to memory what had happened with the vortex beast.
A quiet groan escaped her lips, her heart feeling unsettled at the thought.
It was still difficult to tell just what kind of effect a bond with the vortex beast had left on her,
Other than the dull ache in her head, she did not feel anything strange or different and at the same time she just knew something was off... what it was, Weylyn could not quite point it out yet.
A sigh escaped her lips as she tried to sit up and it was then she felt the weight of an arm slung over her waist.
An arm...there was an arm around her waist, didn't that mean there was someone else in her room...in her bed?!
Weylyn's eyes widened in horror as she slowly turned her head to the side, her eyes first settling on blonde hair... gleaming like fine gold.
