The first ray of dawn cast a gentle glow upon the sleeping couple. Ophelia stirred in her sleep, her eyes fluttering open to meet his muscular shoulders blocking the morning rays. Killorn, despite his powerful frame, was softened in slumber, clutching her tightly. His usually stern expression was relaxed, his skin glowing from the sunlight. His tousled dark hair held a wild charm, framing his face.
Ophelia observed him with a soft smile, her heart swelling. She hesitatingly reached out, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. Despite her light touch, his features shifted in response. He was rarely in deep sleep, yet, she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. Instantly, she could feel his warmth against her lips, and he woke up. His gaze met hers with a mixture of sleepiness and affection, startling her. A faint, sly grin touched his mouth, his eyes darkening.
