Finally, the two of you had found peace together. After battling for your lives to protect and re-establish the wards, the war is finally over.
Much to Xaden’s horror, you didn’t escape without harm, having been stabbed in the side and barely escaped death before being brought to the healers.
As you lie in your shared bed at Riorson House, eyes weary with exhaustion as your body attempts to heal itself where the menders couldn’t, the soft sound of the door opening pulls you from your thoughts.
“Love…?” Xaden’s soft voice comes from the doorway as he walks in, shutting the door behind him. You’re the only one who ever gets to hear his voice that soft.
He makes his way over to the bed, sitting on the edge, brushing your hair back from your forehead. “How are you feeling?”
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