Selene's POV

Being in Killian’s arms like that was soothing in a way that made my eyelids heavy and my body relaxed. Before I knew it, I was drifting toward sleep.

“You’re falling asleep,” his voice came softly, close to my ear. “We’re already here.”

I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away the haze. There were voices everywhere—buyers arguing with sellers, laughter echoing between stalls, the occasional shout to advertise some irresistible deal.

The air was filled with scents: spiced meat sizzling over open flames, freshly baked bread, and fruits. Somewhere close, a man held skewers, showcasing them for customers to buy.

I turned my head fully toward Killian to...