Felix's face appeared in front of him, very close at hand, and their breaths were intertwined. For some reason, their foreheads were touching.
Byron's short black hair became even darker against Felix's silver hair, but his face turned red.
Byron sat up awkwardly.
As long as he could remember, he had no shame in sleeping so close to anyone.
The bird that landed on the castle rock and preened its feathers noticed the movement inside and flew away.
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