Chapter 6. Dreams

Lexcis Aeden

My thoughts nag at me. She's probably freezing. Blood loss tends to do that, and the blanket lies discarded on the floor.

Sighing, I head to a cabinet, grab a warm blanket, and quietly approach her. She's asleep, her ramblings ceased. Was it a nightmare or my poison's side effect?

Swiftly covering her, I notice her cheeks regain color. My hand brushes her cheek—no grimace this time. She feels cooler.

Suddenly, her hand clasps mine, forcing me to cup her face.

"What's happening?" I silently wonder, as she smiles and hums with closed eyes.

Uncertain, I touch her cheek with my thumb, earning a slight smile. Grinning, I repeat the gesture.

This feels bizarre.

After trying to kill each other hours ago, I find myself cradling her face. I gently replace my hand with a blanket piece beneath her cheek, hoping she won't notice.

I remind myself it's the warmth, not me, that eases her disc