Azier kept Yrsula close to his side in his slumber, his fingers even pressed into her flesh with a possessiveness she didn't understand.
He was so cold to her, and yet he was so kind, too. It left her in a head-spin that confused her more than she had been before.
Did she hate him? Did she like him? What did she feel?
...Had that intimacy really just been sex?
Of course it had been - she was being stupid, wasn't she? He had said so over and over again. What was there to ruminate on?
It didn't matter. If she had known the truth she'd still be wide awake as she stewed over whether it was the actual fact of the matter or not. This entire situation had been awkward, uncomfortable, and left her lost on how she felt about her own position in this contractual relationship.
