In a world devoid of colors, you bring me light.
--unknown
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How many hours has it been?
Staying in the same, enclosed space, everything feels as if they were trapped in time. Ever since King Vesper has woken up, he had trouble finding sleep, let alone finding the solace to lower his guard—especially when Anastasia hasn’t shown any signs of waking up yet. When will you wake up, woman?
Staring down at her, the king whose back is resting at the wall as they stayed in the mattress offered to them, he slowly brushed her hair, feeling the soft bristles past his skin while hoping that she will respond anytime soon. I wonder what happened to you in that dimension? In her pale face with nothing to appreciate as a proof of recovery, his heart aches for her.
The lifeline whom he’s with a
