Monday morning arrived with a fresh sense of anticipation in the air. The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. Yura and I stirred slowly, still tangled in each other's arms from the night before.
"Good morning," Yura murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.
"Good morning," I replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Ready for the big day?"
Yura stretched, a smile playing on her lips. "As ready as I'll ever be. We've got a lot to do before the banquet tonight."
We lay there for a few more minutes, savoring the quiet intimacy of the morning before the day's events began to unfold. Eventually, we got up and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. We took a shower together, the warm water cascading over us as we discussed the plans for the day.
