It was as though every ache, every ounce of fatigue, had been washed away.
Her body felt… perfect. Strong yet light, full of vitality, as though she had been reborn.
For a moment she simply lay there, marveling at the strange new energy coursing through her veins.
Then a rich, savory aroma drifted into her nose, making her stomach growl in a way she hadn't felt in years.
She blinked in surprise—immortals rarely needed food, but now the smell of roasted meat and freshly baked bread made her mouth water uncontrollably.
She sat up quickly, a smile tugging at her lips, and hurried to dress herself before stepping out of the room.
What greeted her made her pause.
Ross was there, standing in the kitchen area, his tall figure at ease as he moved with surprising skill, stirring a pan over the fire.
The scent of the food filled the entire space, and for a moment, the sight was almost too surreal.
