Chapter 200

ELORA'S POV The sound of someone knocking pulled me out of sleep slowly, like I was being dragged back into my body instead of waking up naturally. My head throbbed dully, the kind of ache that reminded me I hadn’t rested properly in days…maybe weeks. I groaned and turned on my side, the sheets cool against my skin. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. “Come in,” I said, my voice hoarse as I pushed myself up and sat against the headboard, tugging the sheets down to my waist. The door opened quietly and Lucian stepped in. He held a tray in both hands carefully, almost cautious, like he was afraid of dropping it. He paused when he saw I was staring back at him, his shoulders relaxing just a little. “Good morning,” he said. I blinked at him. “Good morning.” He walked closer and placed the tray gently on the bed in front of me. I stared at it before looking back up at him, confused. “I noticed you didn’t eat much last night,” he said.