Chapter Thirty-Eight. In my dreams
Ivanna's POV
The next morning, I woke up to find the king staring at me.
"Good morning, mate," he smiled. "Hope you slept peacefully?"
He was so strikingly handsome when he smiled like that. I couldn't help the heat crawling up my cheeks and how rapid my heartbeat became.
It had to be because of our proximity. He was leaning in too close to me. It was excitingly suffocating.
I hated feeling this way, so I moved back a bit.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"I'm good," I replied curtly, refusing to look at his face.
"You sure?" He reached out to touch my hair, but I evaded it. He stood, with his hands sinking into his pockets. Like he was reassuring me.
"The maids will attend to you soon. You need to bathe and come join me for breakfast."
I nodded a
