Chapter 298

After dinner, Leonardo and I retreated to our suite, finding solace in the warmth of our bed. Hours later, sleep finally claimed me, dreamless yet heavy, my body aching from both training and those last intimate moments with Leonardo. The soreness was a familiar ache, reminiscent of early mornings spent training with Sofia, Enrico, and the other recruits. Then, within that quiet, empty sleep, a strange sensation began. Colors danced around me, vibrant hues swirling and shifting—some warm and comforting, others cool and crisp, like a spring breeze. I had no understanding of these colors, yet I reached out instinctively. Some shied away, slipping just out of reach, while others continued to drift, indifferent to my touch.