𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 ࿐ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐄
Serena raises her hand, though trembling, to gently lift the lock of hair that conceals the Hound's horrible burns. He closes his eyes, bracing himself for the cold sting of judgment, but instead, he is surprised by the warmth of her fingers. Her touch, like a caress, traces the scars, exploring each mark with tendern...