Chapter 49 Old Memories

• Luna let out a soft groan, struggling to push herself up despite the hammer-like ache violently pounding in her skull. The bright sunlight streaming through the paned window dazzled her eyes, forcing her to blink rapidly against the harsh glare. As her vision slowly cleared, she suddenly realized a large, warm hand was clasping her fingers in a tight, desperate grip.
• “Lyr—I mean, Ma’am, are you awake?” a deeply familiar voice breathed, heavy with profound relief.
• Luna turned her heavy head slowly. Seated beside her bed, Alvius watched her with a raw, unconcealed concern. His warm brown eyes were brimming with absolute worry, and his calloused fingers tightened around hers, exactly as if he were terrified of losing her.