Azzurra jolted awake at the sound of a gentle knock. It took her a moment to register her surroundings and then she froze, her eyes widening as they landed on the tiny snow-haired figure nestled beside her.

Rio.

She quickly pulled the blanket up to shield his body from view, just as the door creaked open and Benedetto stepped inside.

“You’re awake. Good,” he said briskly. “The healer’s here to check on your wound wait.” He stopped mid-sentence, brows drawing together as he ...