*Daphne*
I woke up with a start. I blinked hard into the darkness, realizing that it was still the middle of the night. I rolled over. There was no sign of light at all. Perhaps I had been asleep for even less time than I’d realized.
I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark. When I could finally make out Rion’s facial features as he slept, I realized that he looked extremely restless. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his jaw was tight as he slept. He was almost completely still except for the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. Even though he was asleep, Rion’s breathing seemed almost labored as well.
What could he be dreaming about?
I smoothed some thick wavy dark hair away from his forehead, running my thumb over the little wrinkle between his eyebrows, hoping to make it disappear. It was no use. My touch almost seemed to make him even more rigid as he slept.
