Chapter 220 - Morning With The Lone Wolf

Mikhailis stirred awake, a comforting weight pressing against his chest. As his eyes slowly fluttered open, he found himself staring up at the sky through the canvas of their tent. It took a moment for him to remember where he was—far away from the castle, in the middle of a journey, stranded on a cliff ledge. The memories of last night came flooding back, and his gaze dropped downwards to see Cerys sprawled atop him, her body curled up against his in a way that was completely uncharacteristic of her usually stoic demeanor.