The following morning, Sam woke to find a woman with long, flowing white hair and striking blue eyes sleeping soundly beside him.
Her head rested on his arm, using it as a pillow.
She appeared to be in a deep slumber, completely exhausted.
It seemed the events of the previous night had taken their toll on her.
Despite her noble lineage, she couldn't endure more than a night of their intense encounter, which was quite surprising, given that her mother had once lasted an entire week.
"I would stay until you wake, but there are matters I must attend to," Sam whispered softly.
His voice seemed to reach her even through her deep sleep, as Helena let out a gentle, adorable groan.
Sam couldn't help but smile at her reaction, and he rewarded her with a tender kiss on her forehead.
He took one last glance at her peaceful form, still smiling, before quietly slipping out of the room.
