Chapter 285. 169 Prettiest Indeed

Aerys’s POV

Fuck.

That was the only word that truly captured how I felt when I woke up and became aware—fully, devastatingly aware—of her presence beside me. Elizabeth lay curled against my chest, her breathing slow and even, her warmth seeping into my skin as if she belonged there. As if she had always belonged there.

How could anyone be this intoxicating?

Even asleep, she was unreal. Her hair spilled across my arm in dark waves, soft against my skin. Her lips were slightly parted, lashes resting delicately against her cheeks. The mark at her neck—my mark—peeked out faintly, healed already, as though her body had accepted it without protest. Aire stirred contentedly inside me, humming low and pleased.

What had I done in my past life to deserve this?