𝐒𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐬 | 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

You were clearly privy to Sylus's activities. His work meant constant risks and danger lurking at every step, sometimes even threatening you. However, you had long accepted this and had already gotten used to the fact that sometimes you had to fall asleep in an empty, cool bed

Opening your eyes from the sunlight breaking through into the room, you frowned and rose from the pillows, hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Fingers reached for your nightgown, adjusting the silky fabric, and then the bathroom door swung open, and you saw your lover, frowning in pain

The man dried his snow-white hair, then hung a towel on the back of a chair and turned to you. You swallowed hard, seeing a clean, but obviously deep wound on his jaw and smiled sympathetically at him. Sylus raised his eyebrows slightly as usual, hiding his pain in front of you now, and sat down next to you, placing his fingers on your thigh

"Can you heal me, sweetheart?"