Freyja‘s POV
I woke up from a deep, dreamless sleep; my senses slowly awakened to the world around me. As my eyes opened, the soft morning light bathed me through the open windows, filtering through heavy royal blue curtains. A sigh escaped my lips as I stretched beneath the luxury of the silk bed sheets. I felt content. The memories of the intensely passionate night with Nikolai flooded my mind, leaving a big smile on my lips.
The sheets beneath me were still warm, and the room was filled with his scent, making me wish our passionate night had never ended.
I didn't see him immediately, but when I sat up, I saw him. He was fully dressed in his princely attire, sitting on the couch he had occupied yesterday. But as he sat there, he was watching me, just as he had watched me strip for him
