Aideen shifted her body lazily, still reluctant to let go of the heavy but comforting embrace of slumber.
Slowly, she moved her arms around and jerked her body into a sitting position, realizing that she was back in her bed again. The princess shook her head, disposing of the last sleeping strings still attached to her body. Then, she slid her hands across the soft surface of the bed once more and wondered silently,
'How strange. I thought I ended up sitting on the floor with His Grace... Was all of that just a dream?'
She turned her face towards the place where Tillian was supposed to be and focused her senses.
'It's really quiet, and his scent is no longer in the air. I guess he left the room quite some time ago... I wonder what time it is... I do not smell food in here, which means it is not yet time for breakfast. Where did he go? Did he get upset that I sat next to him without his permission? But he was never opposed to my touch before...'
