~Year 994
The Nanzan empire sends a missive to the royal city of Vallarta indicating the dispatch of an envoy to discuss a marriage alliance.
-The Royal Archives, History of Vallarta.
"You're up?" Myrina asked when she felt Razien stir beside her.
Razien hummed quietly as he pulled Myrina closer to himself, a bright smile on his face as he awoke to the weight of her head laying on his chest.
Razien took a deep breath, breathing in Myrina's earthy scent, with a hint of lavender and ash.
"I drifted off waiting for you to join me, I guess I must have been really exhausted." Razien murmured quietly.
"It's understandable, you have always been delicate in nature, such harsh conditions do not suit you." Myrina replied.
Razien had always been a man of the arts, favoring music, painting, calligraphy and the more graceful things of life.
