After opening his eyes, Ambrose was welcomed by the smell of food wafting through the air.
"Oh, welcome back!"
Ambrose sat up and looked towards the corner kitchen, which was barely big enough for one person to stand in.
Bella, her hair tied up in a loose bun, was bustling around the stove with a spatula in hand.
She wore a floral apron over her dress, with the ruby pendant around her neck catching the light and her smile radiating warmth and joy.
Ambrose sighed, his lips cracking a small smile as he watched her move by gracefully.
Bella glanced away from the stove and caught the sight of his smile, a small blush creeping up on her cheeks.
"What are you smiling for?" She asked, her curiosity and shyness evident in her voice.
"No reason." Ambrose shook his head and stood up with one hand touching his sword scabbard. "I'll be on the balcony if you need me."
