As the morning sunlight gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow upon the room, Xylon stirred from his sleep.
With a sense of gratitude filling his heart, he carefully moved out of the bed, ensuring that Eva's body remained covered by the sheets.
In that moment, a wave of appreciation washed over him. He knew that throughout the night, while he slumbered, Eva had steadfastly stayed by his side, guarding him from the haunting grasp of his nightmares.
She had selflessly offered him solace and protection, sparing him the agony of reliving the vivid memories of the mages' deaths that had tormented him before.
As he stood there, gazing down at her peaceful form, Xylon couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense .
With a tender touch, Xylon brushed a strand of hair away from Eva's face, his fingertips lingering on her cheek for a moment.
After leaving the comforting warmth of the bed, Xylon made his way to the bathroom.
