Knock knock!
The resounding rap on the door reverberated through the room.
After several persistent knocks, the door creaked open, revealing Asorth, her curious gaze cautiously probing the room.
She inquired softly, "Lord Arthur, are you awake?" Her voice hung in the air, a delicate whisper amid the hushed ambiance.
As her head peeked into the chamber, Asorth's eyes caught the sight of Arthur, enveloped by the tranquility of slumber, his breath escaping in barely perceptible wisps.
"He's still asleep," she mused, her thoughts shrouded in a whisper as she ventured further into the room. Her movements were measured, each step akin to a cautious dance that brought her closer to the resting Arthur.
As her gaze settled upon the slumbering visage before her, curiosity welled within her.
"So this is the face he makes when he's asleep… I've never seen it before," she murmured.
