PRINCE SWEENEYShe told me to go back to sleep. As if it were that simple.I closed my eyes, feigning indifference, my breathing steady and calm, but I was far from calm. My mind was restless, my thoughts jumbled. Meridian's voice lingered in the air, soft and disturbed, and the faint scent of her sweat mixed with her natural fragrance - wild and pure - invaded my senses. It was maddening. I had to fight the instinct to get closer, to breathe her in.Instead, I forced myself to stay still, my muscles tense under the blanket. I could feel her beside me, just a breath away, her presence like a flame burning dangerously close to my skin. The darkness of the room offered me no refuge. Her words echoed in my mind.Wars, death, chaos, creatures... she dreamed. Of chaos, of loss, of her forgotten past. She spoke about it so casually, but I could hear the weight in her voice, the fragility she tried to hide behind her stoicism.Against my will, I opened my eyes, turning my head only slightly.
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