Chapter 92 We Will Get You Ready

• As the night wore on, Hazel's eyelids grew heavy, her body surrendering to the exhaustion of the day's celebrations. She yawned, her mouth opening wide in a silent scream, as she followed Noah into his chamber. The room was dimly lit, the only sound was the soft crackling of the fireplace, casting a warm glow over the space.
• Noah's voice was laced with concern, his eyes filled with a tender understanding.
• "You should take a rest, Hazel. You've had a long day.” Hazel nodded, her head bobbing up and down in a slow motion, as she made her way to the bed. The softness of the mattress enveloped her, a gentle embrace that seemed to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. She snuggled under the covers, feeling the weight of her fatigue lifting, replaced by a sense of tranquility.