The next morning when Dahlia woke up, the sun was shining through the grey velvet curtains. She looked around her, the room did look more impressive at daytime but aside from the fact that everything looked like it was made of gold, there was some sort of dullness to it.
She stretched her arms to keep her muscles awake and was thankful the medication and oils Anatel gave her were already working.
"Good morning." Azriel greeted.
"Good morning to you too." Dahlia was more focused on the fact that she was seeing Azriel without his usual signature slicked back perfectly styled hair. His morning messy hair made his features look more relaxed and soft.
"Would you like one too?" Azriel pointed to the coffee mug in his hands thinking that was the reason Dahlia was staring at him unblinkingly.
"Uh- no, I'm good, thank you." Dahlia looked away embarrassed. She was caught up in how ravishing he looked that she hadn't taken notice of the mug in his hands.
