Vyan quietly opened the door to his bedroom, his footsteps light. But seeing the sight in front of him made him sigh theatrically. "Great, I rushed back for nothing. You are already awake," he grumbled softly, stepping inside.
Iyana turned from the window, where the first light of dawn spilled across her face. She chuckled, a soft sound like the tinkling of wind chimes. "I woke up the moment you slipped out of bed. Couldn't help it."
"Oh, sorry to have disturbed your sleep then," he replied, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips, because he should have taken her featherlight sleep under consideration from the start.
He moved to stand beside her by the open window, and the cool summer breeze, fresh with the scent of rain, kissed his skin. Enjoying the breeze, his eyes fell on the beautiful half-circle of colors in the sky. "Wow... is that a rainbow?"
