LUNATIC (Sacred Fire Saga Book 1) by Gwynevere Guild

Author:Gwynevere Guild [Guild, Gwynevere]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baeravi Books
Published: 2022-02-27T06:00:00+00:00

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She opened her eyes in a room she did not know. She was wearing her familiar old nightdress, but she did not recognize the four-poster bed she was laying in. The mattress was soft and cozy, and as she tried to determine where her trance had taken her, she noticed the divot and twisted sheets beside her that meant someone else had been sharing that bed with her not so long ago.

Light flooded the room and her husband appeared from behind the door, a pitcher filled with wildflowers in one hand. That smile that made her melt lit up his face when he saw she was awake.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said. “I had hoped to be back before you woke.”

She sat up in the bed to meet his kiss, the kind that flushed her to her core, and he put his gift on the bedside table and joined her in the bed again.

“These are for me?” she asked, and he nodded. She looked at them, ran her fingers over the petals and felt how soft they were, took in a deep breath of their sweet scent. Her face was warm with blush from the gesture. “They are beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you are when you are enjoying them,” he said, caressing her face with a finger.

The blush grew warmer and she nuzzled into that touch for just a moment, appreciating this moment of effusive affection even if she could not remember exactly how she had ended up here.

“What have I done to deserve these?” she asked, turning her attention back to the flowers and the man in her bed.

“The same thing you do to deserve them every day. You are my wife and bringing you flowers in the morning makes you smile. I love it when you smile. Does that reason satisfy you?"

She nodded and kissed him on the cheek and breathed in the perfume of the flowers again.

"But where are we?” she asked. “Why does it feel so familiar?”

“Why does it feel familiar?” He laughed and seemed puzzled. “Are you still dizzy from our lovemaking last night? Do you not recognize your own home this morning?”

“This is my home?” She knew that was not true, and yet it was so perfect she wanted to surrender to the idea that it was.

“This is the cottage I made for us to share in these woods outside your village, the one I started building the moment I asked you to marry me.”

The daylight was gathering strength and she looked around the cottage, larger than her hut had ever been, bright and cheerful unlike her rooms in the Shrine. There was a little table set for two, and a small hearth with a cheery fire cooking whatever was in a kettle hooked over it, wreaths of dried herbs and flowers hanging along the beams of the ceiling. It was like something she had fantasized about for a very long time. Something about that made her suspicious of it.

“I suppose I’m having a hard time waking up from my dreams today,” she said.

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