The next morning, Esme immersed herself in studying the properties of the lycobane serum, wondering if she could make positive changes to the weapon.
Balancing this relentless pursuit with the weight of her new responsibilities was proving to be an arduous challenge, and it tested her endurance at every turn.
Yet, her tasks did not end there— she had a meeting to prepare for, one that demanded both her focus and composure. Letting out a soft, weary sigh, her gaze drifted to Donovan who emerged from the adjoining bathroom chamber, his movements measured as he adjusted his attire.
Lately, he had taken to sleeping in her chambers more often than not, but not that she was complaining. His presence in her chamber felt more familiar and natural than it should have.