Chapter 157
September – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
NINSIANNA
Ninsianna awoke to the rhythmic sound of Mikhail's heartbeat whirring through the brachial artery of the arm she used as a pillow, her cheek resting upon his chest. While she'd been sleeping he'd captured her hand and placed it over his heart, his large, strong hand gently caressing her smaller one. He was already awake, watching her with that unreadable expression he wore whenever he had something on his mind. The village was ecstatic with the bounty they'd brought back and divided amongst the village, fifty-three gazelles and two lion pelts, but for some reason, he refused to speak about it.
"Good morning." He stroked her hair.
"Good morning," she answered, stretching. Today was rest-day. They didn't have to tend t
