Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 204

only just recovered from her fever and still looked a bit weak. So, Wren wasn’t entirely at ease.

However, Clara had only

But now that he had revealed himself, he could take care of her personally.

“Alright. I’ll have them all leave tomorrow,” he said, following her lead. His gaze carried a touch of indulgence, a quiet land of affection. Seeing him agree, Clara found herself with nothing more to say,

It was already past midnight. She glanced out the window at the pitch–black night. “It’s getting late. I’m going to sleep. You should rest, too.” “Go ahead and sleep. I’m not tired.” Wren adjusted her blanket with practiced ease, “I’ll stay here tonight. If I get sleepy, I’ll just nap for a bit.”

He had always stayed by her side whenever she was sick. All these years, that hadn’t changed.

Clace was prone to nightmares when she was ill, often waking with a pounding heart. When was worried she’d be terrified if no one were there when she woke up. Clara remembered that, too.

A brief silence fell between them before she swallowed the lump rising in her throat and looked up at him. “I’m not a child anymore. Even if I have nightmares, I won’t be scared.”

right through her forced bravado, and his heart ached.

trapped in her nightmare. Even if there was nothing he could do, he wanted to be there. He needed

don’t see you, I won’t

Don’t make

me worry.

a position

at her determined expression, feeling a wave of helplessness and

always relied on him when she was

actions, she was telling him that she

one who had

turn this into

go. Get some rest. If you

relief. She had expected

her a faint smale, then turned to leave. But just as he reached the door, something occurred to him.