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KING’S LUNA CHAPTER 32.

ESMERALDA’S POV.

The thought, and quite possible question died in my throat when he removed the pin holding my hair into a bun, and it cascaded down my back, the cold, wet strands sticking to my exposed neck. It did not last for long however, before I felt his fingers running through the hair slowly, and my breath got held in my throat when his fingers, ever so carefully, ever so feathery, touched the nape of my neck.

Goosebumps appeared on my skin, the good kind though as small, electric feels run through my body. But, there was nothing bad about it—rather, I found myself yearning for it, for his fingers to brush my skin again.

He ran his fingers through my hair a couple of times, almost absentmindedly while I sat there, my breath held in my throat and my fingers fiddling as I waited with baited breath. Despite the vast, massive space of the wing, it felt too small, and I was overly aware of his presence there, behind me, and his fingers right in my hair.

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