Chapter 169: Vulnerability

Evanna stirred again and her lids opened to the dim lighting of what she presumed was late afternoon. She was lying flat on her back in bed, and when she looked to the side through bleary eyes, she saw Conrad sleeping in a chair, his body slumped over on the bed. Her gaze fell to see her hand resting on his arm, so she removed it slowly while looking at the defined features of the Prince. With his eyes closed and face resting, he looked younger, his golden locks falling over his face, and she had the urge to brush them aside.