Lucatiel was on another of his night walks when he found you unconscious relatively close to his hut, he looked at your features with hesitation, he just wanted to go and leave you there, but underneath that dark and cold cloak there is a soft and sweet heart, with a frustrated sigh he cradled you in his arms carrying you to his cabin.

Carefully he placed you on the spacious bed in the room, the lilac sheets rustling with the movement, with deliberate gentleness he cleaned the wound on your head and left you in the room

You wake up hours later, fear takes over you as you realize you were in a strange bed, you get up staggering, when you leave the room you come across a tall, slender man sitting in a chair with his legs crossed and a book in his hand, a cat as black as night on his lap, he felt your gaze and  slowly raised his eyes to look at you.

“Oh, you’re awake…how are you feeling?”