Chapter 37: I Am a Tier 4 Archer
Early morning sunlight slipped through the cracks in the wooden shutters, tracing faint gold lines across the simple room.
"Hmm…?" Elara's long lashes fluttered open. For a moment she blinked in confusion, her silvery eyes adjusting to the soft light. The ceiling above her wasn't rock. The air wasn't cold or damp. And there were no howling winds or dripping echoes from a cave.
She sat up abruptly, her snow-white hair spilling down her shoulders. "Huh? Where am I?"
It took her a second to realize—she wasn't sleeping in the wild anymore. No stone cracks, no rough blankets made of beast hides. For the first time in what felt like forever, she'd slept in an actual bed.
A soft smile crept across her face. "It's been… so long since I slept this comfortably."
