A light kiss to her forehead had Zalena grumbling in protest, a quiet chuckle echoed behind her as she buried her face against the pillow. “Come on, it’s nearly noon…” A deep voice said from beside her, to which she merely mumbled a quiet response, no doubt something along the lines of how she could sleep in after what he put her through the night before.

“Zalena, darling, you need to get up… We have something important to talk about.” Rowyn spoke gently at the same time ...