Hawke slowly opened his eyes, taking in the fresh morning air that entered the room, sweeping in with a cool, invigorating breeze.
It carried the subtle scent of morning dew and blooming flowers, replacing the stale, stuffy air with a crisp, revitalizing freshness.
It seemed that Anaise had woken up much earlier than him and was the one who opened the windows.
"Yawn! "
Hawke extended his large blue wings along with his bulky arms, his once tense body now relaxed, a surge of dopamine etching a bright smile across his face.
"She's still got it, haha..."
He whispered to himself and giggled, raising his body slightly and balancing his back on a pair of pillows.
[She has probably gone to prepare a bath for me, or maybe breakfast?]
[...]
[Haha...Please don't...]
Hawke crossed his fingers, hoping that Anaise would not cook for him, he knew that she loved to suprise him with breakfast whenever she was in a good mood.
