Chapter 86

Scarlett I weren't managed to convince Lucien yesterday to go out in his room—he forced me to sleep again, to get rest. In the morning, when I saw that he was still sleeping deeply, I stared at him for a few minutes before I gently removed his hand that was resting on my waist. The process was nerve-wracking that I was sweating while trying to remove his hand from my waist, smoothly and gently so that he wouldn’t wake up. Maybe because he was too tired and it was his first time for the last four days of sleeping properly, he didn’t wake up—when back then, he would immediately wake up even just by a small movements of mine. I let out a sigh in relief and hurriedly left his room then went to my room, taking a bath before I changed my clothes. I did all of that in just two hours and thirty minutes before I went to the courtyard. My cloak clung to my shoulders as I was careful and gentle while walking to the courtyard to see what the warriors are doing right now. My arms and legs were stil