Kael
I woke to darkness and the soft weight of Violet still cradled against my chest.
The park was nearly empty now, and the moon hung high overhead, casting silver light through the tree's canopy. Not dawn yet. Late night, perhaps only a few hours past midnight.
I sighed, slightly disturbed that I had slept off just like that.
But at my waking moment, I couldn't bring myself to move.
She was warm against me, her breathing deep and even in sleep. Her hands still rested over mine where they were clasped at her stomach, her head tilted slightly to one side, exposing the graceful curve of her neck. The shawl had slipped down somehow, and the soft patches of the moonlight painted her skin in shades of silver and shadow.
She looked more peaceful than I'd ever seen her.
