Forbidden Bond: A Velthorn Tale — Chapter 7: The Plains of Velthorn

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Birds chirped and sun beams shone through the green needles of the pines that surrounded them. Mikhail awoke to the soft wind blowing through the trees. The scent of pine sap filled the air. The up and down movement of Bakuuls breathing helped lend a sense of ease to the early morning as Mikhail looked up at the blue sky. It’s gonna be a beautiful day.” He thought to himself. Quickly though he became aware of some heavy and warm feeling on his left side. Mikhail looked down to his chest to see Anora still asleep, her head leaned against his chest, the blanket that he had given her to use now covering them both.