The next day, Cahir woke up first. After having the most restful sleep in days and most likely his life since he was an infant, he opened his eyes to sunlight peaking through his closed windows.
The room was slightly lit and the wonderful smell of vanilla and what he imagined was how sunshine smelt like filled his nostrils that had been somewhat buried in her hair sometime during their sleep.
Judging by the sounds from outside the walls of his room, Cahir was mostly sure that the morning was well underway and they had slept in.
A stirring at his front as she turned slightly in his arms brought his attention to his mate's form and subsequently to the affairs of last night.
Cahir had been surprised to find Princess Danielle come for him after finding that his health was bound to her.
