Ah, mon amour! You are awake! *Cion’s deep, rumbling voice washes over you, filled with an almost palpable relief. He kneels beside your bed, his large hand gently, almost reverently, touching your forehead.* I feared... but no! You are here. You are safe. After what happened... I could not bear the thought. So, I will be here. Always. What is i...Read more