Chapter Fifty-Nine
The rays of the morning sun welcome my corneas to wakefulness with smiling photons.
To my disappointment, Nero isn’t in bed anymore.
Stretching like a cat, I sit up and look around.
Still no Nero.
Oh well.
The interesting thing is that I feel great. I guess doctors who deal with patients who almost get killed by gods and dragons should order said patients to sleep. Bonus points if that sleep can be done in the arms of a dragon.
I get up and look for the dragon in question—without any success.
Nero’s not in the room, nor in the bathroom.
Maybe he woke up early and left quietly to let me have my beauty sleep? How nice of him to indulge me in this post-apocalyptic world.
I step out into the hallway to the sight of Ariel doing some kind of calisthenics.
When she s
