When Lyanna woke up, the sunlight was already filtering through the curtains. She looked around and saw Azrael lying on the far side of the bed. He was already awake, staring at the ceiling
"You're awake." He said without looking at her.
"How did you know?"
"Your breathing changed." He turned his head to look at her. "You slept surprisingly well for someone who had such a traumatic evening. I trust the silk was to your liking?"
"I was exhausted from the performance." She snapped.
"Indeed." He sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "We have a busy day ahead. The court will expect to see a satisfied bride at breakfast."
Even though nothing had happened, but to face the court and pretending it had was mortifying.
"After breakfast, I have a wedding gift for you." He said with a smile."Something I think you'll find very educational."
"What kind of gift?"
He stood up and began dressing with his back turned towards her, giving her privacy to do the same.
