Then Elide untangled their hands and rose. “I should return to help Yrene.” Lorcan caught her hand again. “Stay.” She arched a dark brow. “I’m only going to the Great Hall.” Lorcan caressed his thumb over the back of her hand once more. “Stay,” he breathed. For a heartbeat, he thought she’d say no, and was prepared to be fine with it, to accept these last few minutes as more of a gift than he’d deserved. But then Elide sat on the edge of his cot, right beside his shoulder, and ran a hand through his hair. Lorcan closed his eyes, leaning into the touch, unable to stop the deep purr that rolled
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Oh My Heart
