Luna slipped inside the dark room silently, making sure not to wake the sleeping servants. With her headache slowly dying down, she was more at ease with her body than she was a few minutes ago.
A gazillion questions were floating around in the back of her mind. But she was all too drained to ponder on any of them at the moment. Sleep had already woven its hazy web around her senses. Luckily her masking spell was still intact, she thought, suppressing another yawn as she walked towards the lone bed by the window.
The goddess did not remember much else. Her eyes had closed, and her body had slackened onto the bed long before she could even decide on changing her clothes. She welcomed the darkness with open arms, slipping into a deep slumber as if it was long due.
