Chapter 84: Clean

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In the dim light of the room, Cyrus gazed at Celine's slumbering form, his heart filled with both tenderness and concern. She had been sleeping fitfully for the past ten hours, shivering from what seemed like a fever.

Gently, he cupped her face, feeling her soft skin against his hand. Just as he was about to speak, Celine sneezed, jolting her awake. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light as she yawned and stretched.

"Good morning, princess," Cyrus whispered, his voice soft and soothing.

"It’s a new day Already?" Celine's voice was hoarse as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings. Cyrus smiled reassuringly, offering her a glass of water.

"It's past twelve," he said, watching her as she gulped the refreshing liquid, her parched throat slowly easing. "You've been asleep for a few hours."

Celine's gaze swept across the room, taking in the subtle details that told her she was indeed in Cyrus' house. "Thanks for taking me here," she murmured, finally acknowledging her location.