“Shh, my princess…” he murmured.
His voice became a lullaby, a fragile, soothing song. Magic worked: Nora’s tears stopped, her clenched fists relaxed, and soon she was asleep against him, peaceful as if the chaos had never existed.
All the passengers, silent witnesses, understood they had just witnessed something unforgettable.
Henry sighed, torn between relief and amazement.Continue reading…
