Finally, the stars aligned to the favors of those whose hearts were in sync.
--unknown
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Through endless recollection of the past to counter the despair of being stuck in nothingness, King Vesper’s prayers was finally answered—on the fourth day of his recuperation, Anastasia finally opened her eyes. Still, she cannot move much, but the progress of seeing her golden orbs stare back at him as she smiles is a breakthrough.
“I’m sorry, your majesty.’ Her throat is dry, and her body is on fire despite her skin feeling as if she’s trapped in ice. “Because of me, you are here in the dungeon with me.” Their hands are holding each other—both their skins are cold, yet for some reason, as she kept her gaze focused upon the king whose gaze as soft, she feels comforted.
“You need not to say s
