After leaving the tavern, Donovan returned to his castle and took a long steaming bath.
He submerges his body in boiling water and lets go of all the tiredness and aches. The calmness of early morning was soothing his overactive mind.
With his closed eyes, his thoughts wandered to Silja, who was far away. It's been only two days since he had last seen her, yet it felt like it had been months. All he wanted was right now to capture her in a mountain far away and spend eternity with her. Looking at her, feeding her, bathing her, and carrying her around. Anything and everything only with her.
Warm water and her thoughts filled him with the agony of the longing for her touch and fragrance. As the intensity grew, his lips parted and opened involuntarily and then his eyes.
