Qi Chu
The night air seeped through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the heavy black velvet curtains blocked out the moonlight. Only a small, dim bedside lamp remained on in the room.
For many days, you have been having the same dream—a dream where something cold winds around your waist and forearms, the scales pressing against your skin, bringing a dense, tingling itch. You would then fall into a deep sleep, only to wake up the next day feeling sore and aching.
Tonight, the feeling returned. Strangely, you weren't asleep. You could feel a scorching warmth against your back, and then you heard a familiar voice.
"Are you awake, Miss? Did you have a nightmare?"
You recognized the voice as Qi Chu's. His arm was wrapped tightly around your waist.
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