Chapter 211. Late for Ceremony

Chantel Raven

I turn around in my lovely, warm bed. My muscles are sore from all the physical exercise I have done in the previous week. I tried it as a diversion, but it did not work very well.

My arm swings out to wrap around the warm person that usually lies alongside me, but all I get is a chilly mattress.

When I cannot see him, my head shoots up, and I am really anxious.

"Don't worry; I am here. I couldn't sleep."

I wipe my eyes, hoping to get rid of my tiredness. A spark of light enters the otherwise dark chamber, and the moonlight beams on him, allowing me to discern his faint outline.

"Are you okay?"

I can hear him get up from his seat at the table and approach me. I feel him come up, and suddenly his hands are on my face. "Oh, don't, I probably have m-"

Morning breath is what I intended to say, but he does not care as he gently kisses me.

"I feel so much better now,"