"Magnus, we should really get out of bed. It's already past breakfast, and don't you need to greet your parents and meet your siblings?" Alora's fingers remained entangled in his hair, caressing them gently.
"They aren't going anywhere, Alora. I feel so relaxed in your arms. Don't you enjoy it too?" Magnus murmured softly.
"I do," she whispered, hesitating. "I was just... Never mind. Take your time and rest."
They stayed that way for a while, savoring the comfort of each other's presence, until Magnus finally lifted his head to gaze into her eyes.
"Let's have a bath together," he suggested.
"Together?" Alora replied, a hint of surprise in her voice.
"Hmm. It's been a while since we did that," Magnus answered with a slight smile.
"Alright. I'll ask Selvina to prepare the bathhouse for us. In the meantime, you should freshen up in the washroom," Alora suggested, her voice gentle yet encouraging.
