Ares awoke in utter warmth. He sighed against it, allowing it to flood over his body. He opened his eyes to see Lana and then leaned in to kiss her forehead before rolling off of her.
He stood up, though his legs shook and his hands began to work on the knots within his lower back. The evening and night had been a blur, and even now he could barely remember just what had happened. All he knew was that Lana had not allowed him to rest, though he didn't mind that too much.
He stepped out into the brisk air, and after a shudder, he returned to put on some pants before heading out for his morning run. Everything seemed so much lighter than the day before, as if the sun seemed to be joyful for Ares.
Ares waved at the various Riveans on his morning run, before once again joining the elite soldiers for morning practise. This time Ares didn't bully his captains too much, allowing them their peace after a few minutes.
