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Lily's POV

The sound of cheering men pulled me from the depths of sleep. For a moment, I thought it was all a part of my dreamscape.

Blinking away the remnants of slumber, I opened my eyes and found myself enveloped in Aiden's bed, surrounded by the comforting scent of his presence.

With a sense of curiosity tinged with anticipation, I threw the bedcovers aside and rose from the bed, my bare feet padding softly against the plush carpet as I moved to the window.

Drawing the curtains aside, I peered out into the world beyond, greeted by the sight of Aiden standing tall before the mansion amidst a sea of loyal men.

The cheers of his comrades echoed through the air, mingling with the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. As I watched him, a swell of pride and admiration surged within me, filling my heart to the brim.

"Aiden," I whispered, my voice barely audible above the clamor below. "You never cease to amaze me."

With a smile tugging at the corners of my lips, I watched as he began to