His hand, which had regained its feeling long ago, tenderly brushed across the corner of her eye. "I'm sorry I'm back so late," he murmured, his voice laced with tears. Carefully shielding Galudai, he pushed the kang table aside so she could lie down properly, went to the inner room to fetch a quilt, and tucked her in before standing up to stretch his stiff limbs.
He stripped off his soaked robe and threw it on the floor. Sitting beside the warm kang, he took Galudai's slender fingertips in his hand and stared at her tranquil face, still damp with teardrops.
They had once been betrothed, but just as their marriage was about to be arranged, his family's world had collapsed overnight, leaving him the sole survivor of his entire clan.
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