When the sun was high in the sky, Elora finally showed signs of waking up. Warmth at her side made her brow furrow, but Thorn's familiar scent softened her expression.
"Good afternoon." Elora groaned into the pillow, then opened her eyes to Thorn's warm smile.
Elora hummed, too lazy to talk but remembering the pile of work waiting for her, she sat up with a reluctant expression.
"I hope your night was pleasant," Elora murmured as she pulled her hair back, tugging it behind her ears.
Thorn nearly stumbled from her words, he quickly caught himself and dashed towards the bedroom with a flushed face.
Elora stared at his running back with her brows raised slightly. "Why did he run?'' she muttered to herself, not knowing her words made Thorn recall last night.
She slipped on her rumpled nightgown and teleported back to her chambers.
