Ethan Quinn looked at Amelia Lockhart, who was pretending to be asleep. He finally sighed in resignation and pulled her into his arms.
He rested his chin on the top of her head and sighed softly. "If you don't want to, I won't force it. Go to sleep..."
Only then did Amelia Lockhart let down her guard. She found a comfortable position and drifted off into a deep sleep.
She loved the scent of cedarwood on Ethan Quinn, which made her feel incredibly safe.
When she first came to the mortal realm, she didn't sleep well. She was always thinking about the scent of Phoenix Flowers.
Her sister loved Phoenix Flowers. Whenever she had time, she would pick a basketful, dry them, and make them into sachets to hang all over Mount Cinderwood.
A sachet of Phoenix Flowers always hung by her bed, which was why she suffered from insomnia every night when she first came to the mortal realm. She was mostly used to it by now.
