The Dragon King's Substitute Bride

Chapter 38

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He carried me out of the bathroom and into the familiar comfort of his bedroom. Laying me down on the plush bed, he disappeared for a moment, returning with a soft silk robe. "Here," he said, his voice gruff, "put this on."

I struggled to sit up, the exhaustion a heavy weight in my limbs. He helped me slip into the robe, the silky fabric a soothing caress against my raw skin. With a final, reassuring squeeze to my hand, he stepped back towards the door. "I'll wait outside until you're dressed," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "Just call if you need anything.

Relief flooded me. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, I was grateful for his understanding. Taking a shaky breath, I fumbled with the robe, tying the sash with clumsy fingers. A shiver ran down my spine despite the warmth of the room. The vulnerability of the situation, combined with the lingering fear, left me feeling exposed. the bruising was already starting to change colors and spread. It all ached. I was pretty sure I hadn't broken anything.

Taking a deep breath, I called out, my voice hoarse, I'm ready, Tsuneo."

The door creaked open a sliver, and Tsuneo peeked in, his eyes searching mine. He held a large towel in his hand, and relief washed over me. He wasn't looking for anything more than to help, and he looked like he'd rinsed off the blood on him and ditched the bloody robe. I hadn't even noticed before.

With a curt nod, he entered the room. He moved with practiced efficiency, gently drying my hair with the soft towel. The simple act, the warmth radiating from his body so close to mine, sent a wave of warmth through me. Shame threatened to resurface, but I pushed it down. This wasn't the time.

When my hair was dry, a knock sounded on the door. He went to get it and came back with medical supplies, food, and Maya. He left Maya to check my injuries. Maya wrapped my ribs and helped me crawl back under the covers, the cool sheets a welcome contrast to the heat of the bath.

I'm glad you're safe," she said with a smile. She left and Tsuneo came back. He settled himself beside me, sitting on the bed, pulling the comforter up over me.

"Think you can eat a bit?"

I tried for a bit of bread, but I couldn't get through much.

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"Rest," he murmured, brushing his thumb across her cheek. "You have much to recover from."

I closed my eyes again, a sigh escaping my lips. But before I could fully drift off, I saw Keiji's face. 1 opened my face.

stay

He smiled and nodded.

bed. His arm came around my waist, pulling me close, his warmth a

soothing rumble in the quiet room. "Braver than

But before I could succumb to them, he spoke again. "Rest

to you.

weary soul. The exhaustion from the ordeal finally claimed me, the tension draining from my body. As I drifted off to sleep, nestled safely in his arms, the fear slowly receded, replaced by a fragile sense of security. For the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe,

Tsuneo

events of the night still echoed in my mind. Keiji had died too easily. The ramifications of his demise,

escaped Morgan's lips, a tremor running through her body. She seemed to be reliving the night. My heart ached for her, for the fear etched onto her beautiful face even in slumber. Gently, I brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead, whispering reassurances that only I could

stark contrast to the

in a slow, rhythmic pattern. The melody seemed to seep into the very fabric of the room. Distantly, I heard a faint

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shifts, a maid tidying a room. The sound, unexpected and welcome, wove

palace singing the lullaby... as

dissipate with each passing moment. Finally, sleep claimed me as well, the weight of the kingdom momentarily forgotten as I held my

in the curtains, painting a luminous stripe across Morgan's face. She stirred in my arms, a soft sigh escaping her lips. My eyes fluttered open, and I watched, mesmerized, as she blinked sleepily at the light. The vulnerability etched on her face, the residue of the night's terrors clinging to her like cobwebs, sent a

closeness, and she began to pull away, the movement tentative, almost shy. But before

of her arm.

The trauma of the morning seemed to echo and hum around us. The silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken words and

something that was all her filled my senses. It was intoxicating, a potent mix that fueled a desire I hadn't anticipated. My gaze drifted to her lips, soft and inviting in the morning light. I hesitated waiting for her to recoil, to withdraw. A flicker of doubt crossed my mind. Was I moving too fast? Was I taking advantage of her vulnerability? It felt likely, but I couldn't pull myself away. I stayed just where I was, searching her face for some sign of a rejection, but she didn't flinch or pull back. Her eyes darted down to my lips and darkened as her gaze met mine

King's

named queen, Lady Ari."

"All in good time."