I woke up the thousands of chirping birds that surrounded the cabin. Soft orange rays radiated in the room, the peaceful ambiance of nature almost making me drift back to sleep. A tender aura resonated just outside the room, my head turning to face the source.
Asthia stood outside on the balcony. Her long white hair swayed calmly in the soft breeze as she gazed at the sunset. I said nothing, slowly sitting up and watching the girl. My armor had been taken off to facilitate my rest, and Asthia only had the underclothes of her battle armor that remained intact.
She seemed to be in some sort of daze. Her mind understood what had happened, and what was going to happen, but it refused to accept that. I moved my legs slowly, sitting at the side of the bed and feeling the coarse wood underneath my foot.
