Theodora put some rabbit stew in two bowls and walked over to the man who was leaning against a tree near the horses. They had been camping for two days by the river that flowed between the enchanted forest and Gavaria, waiting for Gareth and his men to pass by.
The woman was about to call out to Aiden when she noticed his chest rising and falling slowly, indicating he was asleep. Under normal circumstances even though he was fast asleep he would have woken up when she neared him, that's how alert Aiden was. But this time he didn't move, he must have been very tired.
Theodora moved to his front and sat down, her eyes moving from his gorgeous face down his perfectly sculpted body. She had long accepted that she was cursed to forever love a man she could never have, and over the years she had become content with just being near him and admiring him whenever she got the chance.