Chapter 53

The rays of the bright morning sun hit him harshly, forcing Tristan to close his eyes. He groaned a little, raising his hands to shelter his eyes from the light.

" Arghh" He groaned, his eyes tried to adjust to the bright morning sun but ended up failing as they closed again.

His head ached so bad that he thought it would explode any moment. It felt like thousands of warriors were having a huge battle up there.

Tristan massaged his throbbing head gently. ' Why's my head aching this bad? ' He groaned lazily as he opened his eyes once more.

Tristan frowned, his black eyes filled with confusion as they slowly focused on the roof above him. His could feel the soft duvet covering his body as he laid there.

How did he get on the bed ? Tristan clearly remembered coming in here last night.... But what happened after that? Tristan didn't know and why was his head aching so bad?

He let out a small grunt as he tried moving but felt something heavy weighing