As consciousness slowly seeped into your senses, You found yourself enveloped in the warmth of a tight embrace. The soft glow of morning light filtering through the cabin's window revealed the familiar flame-shaped tattoos on Kieran's arms, confirming that you were in the arms of the grumpy but fiercely protective Battle Mage. You stirred, prompting a low grumble from Kieran.

"don't ya dare, get up... I am not ready to let you go yet,"

He muttered, his grip unintentionally tightening around you.