“I got you.” The melody said again. “I was concerned you were taking so long and thought you had run.”
“You smell like vanilla.” Was the only thing she could say.
“I’m sorry?”
“I like vanilla…” She wearily said as gravity took over. The other arm came round the side, and Sera felt her feet leave the floor. She felt something warm against her face, soothing and calming, she nestled her face in instinctively. A deep chuckle in her ear brought her back from the cusp of sleep.
“Glad to see you’re getting comfy.” There was that melody again. Sera opened her eyes slightly to be greeted with that carved face but this time so much closer, her breathe caught. “It’s a comforting thought to know I take your breath away but if could still breathe so I can keep you alive that would be better.” H
