TW: b**m AND LIGHT DEGRADATION!
Rowan:
After King Denver left, Bain and Saint took Gat and me into a room with a bed more than big enough for the four of us and shower-sized the same. The four of us climbed in, and as I relaxed under the scalding water, I let my mind relax for the first time since Oxnera came onto the yacht.
"Here, let me help you relax, precious," Saint said, coming up behind me with a hand full of shampoo that he used to wash the caked mud and blood from my blonde hair. I groaned as his fingers dug into my scalp, scratching away my time in the forest and higher plane. As the water finally rinsed clean, and I had been shampooed and conditioned, scrubbed clean, and rinsed, Saint wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my back into his muscled chest. He pushed my hair
