Sleeping while I am traveling my past memories is like being in dreamland with blank dreams. My brain just doesn't function or think of anything to showcase in my dream. But even though I am currently in my slumber, It fascinates me to discover that my consciousness is fully capable of recognizing that I am sleeping. I urge my body to wake up only to find myself being so cozy on Florante's bed. He's nowhere around the room which makes me suddenly wonder where he could have gone. While I am thinking about another person the moment I woke up, I actually didn't realize until now that I am already wearing a different clothes. Of course. My clothes, when I arrived here, were too drenched with sea water. It was a congenial thing for them to change it for me so that I won't get any cold, but

