The next day. As the sun rose behind the horizon.
Inside the king's chamber. Ara and Hamon still lay in bed, bodies entwined as if molded into one. Ever since Hamon had been crowned, Ara had been immersed in their late honeymoon. More than once, if she by mistake even held her husband's hand or touched him, they would end up straight in bed. She usually woke up early in the mornings before, but now oftentimes found herself rousing much later than she usually does.
However, today she made sure to wake up early as Hamon would be traveling to Bredon, but then couldn't get out of bed because of exhaustion. Hamon had made love to her last night, saying he would be traveling and wouldn't get to see or be with her for weeks. Therefore, he wanted to print the image of their love making in his mind while he was away and didn't allow her sleep early.
