VAELORA opened her eyes and looked beside her, to see that he was out of bed. She released a low sigh, about to get off the bed when Draekon stepped out of the bath chambers.
The droplets of water trailed down his large arms, dropping to the floor.
"Good morning." He greeted.
"Good morning."
"Slept well?" He asked, and she nodded.
After that, no other words were exchanged between them. Draekon went on about his business, dressing up. The silence had slowly started to grow suffocating, when he spoke again.
"Two nights ago...." He started. "You infiltrated my dreams. How?"
Now, he had his eyes fixed on her. Vaelora was silent for a moment, before speaking.
"I was shocked too. I don't know how it happened."
"Really?" He asked, and just as she was about to respond, the sentinel stat
