Maybe, it's because of the hormonal imbalance; or maybe, it's because the Duke is so warm. But I sleep like never before.
I even have a weird dream.
I know it's a dream because I'm back in Polis and because I can see myself from outside.
I'm sitting at my desk, scribbling something with a focused expression. I've never seen myself with such a face, though.
I lift my gaze from the paper and look in the eyes of the person walking in front of me.
«You're here,» I say, smiling brightly. It's weird, hearing my voice from outside. I didn't think it sounded so harmonious.
I get up from the desk and circle around it.
«This queen has almost finished,» I utter and I walk towards my point of view. I caress this person's cheek, and I feel my fresh fingers brushing against this face.
It's like reliving a memory that's not mine. I feel so confused, but the feelings in my heart are all so warm.
