The stars on the night skies of Agartha were akin to sprinkled diamond dust, a lovely sight to behold, but with the curtains drawn shut inside a certain bedchamber, its owner was drowned in darkness, unaware of the beauty outside, silently wrapped in her mate's embrace.
Ember lay in bed, unable to sleep even with Draven lying down next to her. She relished in him caressing her head.
"Ember?"
"Hmm?"
"I requested Helia to restart your magic lessons, and she will come tomorrow."
"Hmm."
"I want you to keep yourself distracted instead of being depressed like this."
"Hmm."
His fingers slowly combed through her long hair.
"I know you are sad and so am I," he said, "But there is no longer a reason for us to remain this way. We have hope that he will return to us. I believe in his tenacity. He will come back, and when he does, he will make fun of you for being a crybaby."
