When the door to the bathroom opened, Nicholas entered the room with nothing but a towel around his waist. His hair was wet and drops of water slid down his body to be soaked by the towel. Seeing her awake, he walked around the bed to come and sit next to her.
"Good morning. Slept well?" he asker her.
"Yes," Heidi answered not able to look into his eyes. Nicholas who noticed it, said,
"There's nothing to be shy about. Especially the way you cried out my name so passionately," he teased her to which Heidi reacted even more flustered.
"I am not. I am just not used to it," she murmured before trailing up her eyes from his body to meet his eyes. His eyes were a darker shade of red as red as the blood she saw in the dungeon. He was the man who was unsuccessful in killing Nicholas. Nicholas hadn't killed him but had instead kept him alive to torture the man.
"How are you feeling?"
