Return of the Crowned Heiress

Felicia lifted Stephan's shirt to reveal injuries around his waist and thighs-marks from crashing into rocks in the water. The wounds had been soaked for so long that the edges were pale and looked gruesome. She knew he was hurt, but seeing it in person shocked her.

At least half of these injuries should have been on her body, or even more!

She checked his pulse, furrowing her brow. She didn't have time to hesitate, quickly tearing off his clothes.

Their small fire wasn't enough, and the space was too cramped to make it larger. If the fire got any bigger, the entire cabin could catch fire.

What Stephan needed most right now was warmth.

Felicia gritted her teeth, removed her clothes, and gently pressed against him.

After the initial cold, their body heat began to transfer to each other, and the warmth was just enough for them to sigh with relief.

Time passed-how long, she couldn't tell. The wind outside howled louder, the temperature dropping further, and the winter chill seemed to settle in the air. The fire inside had dwindled to only a few embers.

Felicia opened her eyes, put her clothes back on, and rekindled the fire.

all this, Stephan had still not

only put his dried clothes back on him and, with her

look uncomfortable, she felt soft-hearted. She moved him onto her

the sun appeared,

He finally woke up.

ears, and above him was Felicia's tired

long lashes

had a slight pink flush, and

messy but also endearing.

Stephan's gaze flickered.

yesterday, and then... He felt warmth pressing against him, a trembling yet incredibly

making it hard to distinguish whether

disappear, she immediately woke up. She lifted her gaze to find that he was already sitting up. She quickly asked, "You're awake? How do you feel? Let me

sione