The next morning, Draven opened his eyes with a start, surprised by how sound his sleep was despite having the human in his embrace. Bright sunlight had filled the chamber and he realized he was late to wake up. It was his habit to wake up at the break of dawn, just as the first ray of morning sun showed up. However, today he slept through that and stayed in bed even after the sun was high in the sky.
He could not even recall when in the past thousand years had he slept this peacefully. Sleeping holding someone closer did truly make a difference.
He shook his head. 'I am looking too much into useless things.'
He lowered his head and looked at the human female in his arms, who was still sleeping without even the faintest idea of her situation.
He wondered, 'If she wakes up like this, how will she react?'
He moved as gently as he could to place her head back on the pillow, releasing her from his embrace.
