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"My nightmares were filled with Declan. That was why I couldn't sleep."

She did say it then. "I'm sorry, my king."

They reached the chair they'd once sat on, four weeks ago. To Danika, it felt like ages since the king brought her here before.

When he lowered himself to the wooden chair, she sat beside him, putting some distance between them.

They stared out of the river. In the middle of the night, the water was almost still. There were so many waves, no tumbling. Just the beautiful sight of water beneath the dark clouds of the night.

Then, he wrapped a strong arm around her and pulled her closer to him. He lowered his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Let us be like this... Just for tonight." He groaned.

The tension left her body and sh