When Azier awoke, he hadn't remembered the dream he had about Azrianna. He tried so hard to dip into the recesses of his mind to try to remember what it was he saw. He remembered he did dreamed, but it was so hazy that it was impossible to pick anything apart.
Maybe he misremembered it. He didn't have the time to explore it, really. There was a lot of work to be done, and he wanted his wives to be impressed when they finally came home ( I mean...that and he didn't want to live like this either).
Instead of waste his time any further with the nonsense of dreams, he decided instead to go on with his full list of plans he had for the castle, and for himself.
First thing was fist - he needed to get running water back in here again. He missed showers and baths so much, and the rain had turned so cold now, that a prospect of an outdoor shower just wasn't an idea that tickled his fancy anymore.
