Lucas stared at Rosalind's sleeping face. She had been reading the book since they arrived in this room.
The next thing he knew, she had already fallen asleep.
Slowly, he lifted her up and brought her to the small two-seater couch across the fireplace. This was the only place that can be used as a bed in this study as it had been a very long time since he came here.
Then he took his coat and used it to cover her body.
Staring at her, Lucas could not help but smile.
Her long flowing gray hair framed her angelic face, giving her a very peaceful aura. In the soft light of the fire across them, she looked like a goddess, peacefully lost in slumber.
It was entertaining how when she woke up, her expression would change drastically. Her serene countenance would give way to a fierce determination, her eyes blazing with both curiosity and life.
