Varya woke up to soft morning light and felt warm arms wrapped around her. A small smile pulled at her lips and she moved her head to look up at the man who held her so lovingly.
Realizing it was Prince Basileus caused her to immediately jump away. It had been barely three months since she was in the arms of another man. It occurred to her right before Rosh died that she was starting to fall for him. On top of the fear of what happened to her the day before, she felt she was betraying Rosh's memory in some way. It was still hard to grasp that she was never going to see him again.
As she scooted away on the bed, her thoughts were conflicting. Being in the prince's arms felt so comforting. Not only that, but his protectiveness over her yesterday caused her heart to beat quickly. She was confused.
