Anelisa
He settled on the bed beside me, and the heat from his body melts with mine and I heaved a sigh, sinking into this fire that he emits.
I lean my head against his shoulder, the world finally stopping its relentless spin.
For a moment I'm not the drunk wife of the Dragon King, not the sister‑in‑law who's always played it safe.
I'm just a woman, trembling and alive, feeling something real and terrifying all at once.
"Alaric," I whispered and tightened my eyes as tears streamed down my face.
***
The morning crawled in too quickly as my eyes were wide open now, and my hands scrolled the bed like he'd still be there, but it's just me in the abyss of darkness and cold.
I push off the duvet from my body, letting out a yawn and feeling like my head will explode.
I haven't crawled down yet when a maid walks in with a hangover soup.
A silent hiss left my lips as I pushed myself down and then yawned again.
