“Aria?”

She slowly awoke to the sound of Nebora’s voice. The servant was crouching down next to her by the bedside.

“It’s past dinner time. Do you want to eat something?”

Aria frowned and slowly sat up, holding the bed sheets to cover her naked body. She looked around, the fur cloak was neatly folded and laid at the foot of the bed and several candles were lit, illuminating the room in the pitch black evening. He was gone.

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