Haunted Dreams

POV: KASTOR

The flickering light of the television finally fades to black, leaving the expansive bedroom bathed in the soft, silver glow of the moon. I lie still against the mattress. My eyes trace the delicate curve of Kaelia's shoulder and the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest beneath the thick duvet. A profound sense of relief settles heavy in my bones. I had spent hours preparing for a rest