Chapter 812 – Unstructured
It was past 6 PM.
The light in the room had shifted, that soft golden hour slipping through the tall windows, stretching across the marble floor, catching on scattered fabric, overturned cushions, and the faint impressions left behind on silk sheets.
Lux sat at the edge of the bed.
Still.
Quiet.
The kind of stillness that came after excess.
His room was a mess.
Again.
But… not that bad.
No broken furniture this time.
No shattered glass.
No claw marks on the walls.
Progress.
His gaze drifted slightly.
Sira was asleep.
Completely.
Unbothered.
One arm loosely draped across the sheets, her breathing slow and even, prideful tension gone for once, replaced with something softer. Peaceful. The kind she would never show when awake.
Lux didn't move.
Just watched.
For a second.
Then looked away.
There wasn't a single drop of sweat on his temple.
Not a single sign of exhaustion.
That… was the problem.
He exhaled slowly.
