Rena stood before him, caught off guard by his tone.

After a prolonged silence, her voice was gentle, almost a whisper.

“I spent the evening cooking a feast.

Since you hadn’t returned for dinner, I took it upon myself to feed the puppy downstairs.

Waylen’s features remained stern, his worry refusing to dissipate.

His gaze Locked onto her, his words gravelly.

“Promise me you won’t wander these next two days.

With a sense of determination, Waylen retreated into his study.

He knew he needed a respite, a brief reprieve from the mounting tension.

Yet, as he settled into the dimly lit room, he found that his attempts at calming his nerves were in vain.

two days if he

Waylen was smoking quietly.

elusive in

many days had passed in this dream,

a tempest of concern, for Rena, and for the life they had created, their third child, a daughter

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the door creaked, and

into Waylen’s embrace, the soft Light casting a

against him, Waylen felt

waist, and she inquired

“Waylen, what’s troubling you?”

Rena embodied an innocent

was

done anything

melted into his embrace, her delicate frame

of her silk nightgown, a contrast

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this on purpose?” Waylen’s voice was tinged with a husky rasp, his fingers

lifted her gaze, her lips capturing

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