Malrik POV

The first light of dawn filtered softly through the curtains when I opened my eyes. The room was still cloaked in quiet, the faint golden hue brushing over the bed where Dravina lay, her body curled against the sheets in a peaceful slumber. It was just past five my usual hour for training but for once, I didn’t want to move.

She looked so still. So at ease. As though, for a moment, the weight she carried had lifted.

I lingered there longer than I should’ve, simply watching her ...