After sex, I snuggle against Eris in the cozy bed, our bodies pressed intimately together, skin to skin. The warmth of her embrace soothes me, her steady breath brushing against my hair as I rest my head on her chest.
The rhythmic thump of her heartbeat fills my ears, a comforting lullaby, while the soft glow of a scented candle flickers gently, casting dreamy shadows across the quiet room. For a moment, everything feels perfect—like nothing outside this little world of ours matters.
But even as I bask in her presence, I can sense it.
A weight clings to Eris, something unspoken, something that lingers despite the peace we've created here.
It has to be about Zehrak.
Taking a deep breath, I finally break the silence. "Were you… a Pillar of Shadowfang?"
Eris chuckles softly, her chest vibrating beneath my cheek. "Look at you," she muses. "Since when did you become such a detective?"
"I-I just had a hunch!" I blurt out, pouting slightly.
"A hunch, huh?" she hums, amused.
