Chapter 37

Winter’s POV

His high-pitched laugh still echoed in my ears even when it was morning already. I couldn’t believe myself telling him to be with me like I had just much place of importance in his life that he would ditch a special outing of his for a mere few words of mine.

I deserved it. If he hadn’t annoyingly said I should be returned to my chambers, then maybe I wouldn’t he gotten over myself.

More of the morning light danced into the room, and I couldn’t remember daybreak sneaking so much fear into my heart. By calculation, Lordan should already be dead.

In the end, I was unable to stop it. Maybe it was indeed for the best. I was going to get over it and return to that previous Winter I was who would have jubilated at the news that Lordan had fallen to his death. Lucas was the new life I imagined for myself, and my unborn child would be the completion of it.

My strenuous was immediately stolen away when Eliza came into the room. I accessed her