[Samael Ashwood's POV]
As I also have to rest for the dungeon exploration tomorrow, I lay down beside Sionna, careful not to wake her. But as if she caught my scent her nose twitched and she moved closer to me.
As Sionna settled herself closer to me, her head resting gently on the crook of my neck, I couldn't help but smile softly at her instinctive gesture of seeking comfort. Her presence, warm and reassuring against the backdrop of uncertainty, eased the weight of tomorrow's impending challenge.
Carefully adjusting myself to ensure she was comfortable, I closed my eyes, allowing the quiet of the room and the steady rhythm of her breathing to soothe my restless thoughts. The events of the day—the unexpected revelations from Lord Ashwood, the looming dungeon exploration, and the complexities of familial and political alliances—replayed in my mind like fragments of a puzzle waiting to be assembled.
