The last meal ended without ruction and Mauve was glad to be back in the confines of her room, well Jael's room.
She threw herself on the bed and let out a loud sigh as her back touched the soft bed. She rolled on her stomach, her legs dangling over the edge.
"That tired?" Jael asked, standing at the foot of the bed and staring down at her.
"You have no idea," she whispered. "I just want to go to sleep."
She was full, her body was the right amount of sore. She knew all she needed was a warm bath and she would black out the moment she climbed the bed.
He took off his coat and tossed it aside, he then walked closer to her and sat on the bed, right beside her. "You did great," he whispered.
"Thank you, I had fun." She grinned. Well, most of it, except the part where Jael danced with Jevera.
"Good," he whispered, his fingers trailing her back. "The servants should be here with the bath water soon enough."
