Beside my bed, there is none other but Alarick. He greets me with a half amused, half teasing smirk and I can feel a shiver crawl up my spine as the sleep haze is suddenly washed away. It takes me less than a moment to realize I was in bed and that most likely, he was the one who brought me here.
"Glad to see you've taken my advice and you decided to rest." He hums as he tears his gaze away from me, getting up and walking to the little desk that was in my room.
I gawk at him, still unsure of what was happening. Was this a dream? Who gave him permission to come into my room?
I felt groggy and overheated and no matter how much I tried to find reason for him to be here, I couldn't.
"Why are you here?" I ask, my throat almost painfully dry, my eyes scanning the bunch of things he had se
