The next day dawned bright and clear, with the sun casting a warm glow over the capital city as Ophelia made her way inside a luxurious carriage.
Despite the picturesque scene outside, Ophelia's appearance betrayed the restless night she had endured.
Dark circles lingered beneath her eyes, evidence of the multiple times she had woken up throughout the night, her dreams teetering on the brink of becoming steamy and passionate.
As the carriage rattled along the cobblestone road, Ophelia couldn't help but yawn, exhaustion weighing heavily on her shoulders.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, the soft cushions offering little respite from the fatigue that threatened to overwhelm her.
Her mind drifted back to the tantalizing dreams that had plagued her throughout the night, images of Leonard's touch igniting a fierce longing within her that she struggled to contain.
