Without saying a word, Draven walked past them and strode toward his quarter. He approached Santino, who was standing guard by the door, and Santino gave him a respectful bow with a light smile apparent on his face.
Draven opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him. He took his coat off and began to walk towards the closet, but he came to a stop at the sight of Avelina, who lay on the soft sofa on her back.
Her hair was scattered all around, and her dress was pulled up along with it. On her chest was a book, which her hands were still holding onto.
He didn't need to be told to realize that she had fallen asleep whilst reading. Reluctantly, he stepped next to the sofa and squatted down. He stared at Avelina's sleeping face and reached out his finger to playfully poke her cheek.
A warm smile emerged on his lips, and he brushed off her hair that fell over her face. He cannot explain it, but looking at her face entertained him quite a lot.
