Bab 96: Scales and fins...?

Esme sat up on the bed as she panted, body convulsing with aftershocks of the attack. The memories of the dream were still vivid in her mind and she quickly glanced at her body. 

Her gown was still intact. She removed the sheets from her body and slowly raised her gown to her knees. There were no scales on her body. 

A relieved sigh escaped her mouth. 

It was only then that Esme noticed that she was sleeping on the bed. She remembered dozing off on the armchair. 

Before she could contemplate further, the sound of approaching footsteps attracted her attention.

Her lips parted when she saw Aleister walking out of the bath. Water dripped down his dark hair which was still damp and he was wearing a satin robe, his broad chest visible through it. She could see his muscles,  shining under the dim glow of the fireplace.