Rhea’s POV

A knock on the door woke me up, I roused from sleep as I stretched. There was another knock on the door, I sighed hoping whoever it was would walk away.

But whoever it was didn’t leave, instead the door clicked as someone peeped in. I had expected it to be Kael but it was a face with a messy hair. Her skin, although flawless was sweaty and dirty. Her eyes were silver hued, calm as a lake untouched by the wind.

There was no hate or bitterness in them, just warmth and ...