The next day, Lissana woke up with Eren’s arms around her, the warmth of his chest holding her like a refuge from the world. For a moment, she wished she could stay there, as they were reaching the elven kingdom that day, and no matter how much they had promised each other to stay together, she couldn’t help but feel a knot of fear settle in her chest. Queen Enora... she thought, like that impossible-to-please mother-in-law, observing every gesture, evaluating every word, and she feared she wouldn’t measure up.
A long sigh, tinged with anxiety and resignation, escaped her lips. Eren woke instantly, his blond curls falling over his forehead as he opened his green eyes with golden flecks, still sleepy.
“What takes your breath away so early?” he asked, with a hint of amusement in his voice
