IRYN'S POV

After over an hour of thinking, I finally get myself to... take a pause and bath.

Now dressed, I bend and pick a pair of soft gray ankle boots from the bed, setting it down gently to the floor as I slide my legs into it.

Just as I’m lacing the straps, the door swings open, causing me to turn towards it.

And my eyes falls on Fenric, seeing him filling the doorway with his broad shoulders, dressed in black.

His hair is damp as if he'd showered over an hour ago but didn't fully ...