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The bedchamber was blissfully quiet, aside from the mumble of content that came from the depths of the bedclothes. Mitsunari's, to be exact. Somehow Hanbei had decided that it would be a great idea to test out his bed while he wasn't around to scold him for it. It was something of a guilty pleasure of his; experimenting with who happened to have the comfiest place of rest in the keep. Thankfully, he hadn't been caught. Yet.
That was about to change, however. As he slowly twisted himself around, his back arched in a stretch, he suddenly became aware that there was another presence in the room. A particularly icy... prickly... presence. The urge to open his eyes and pinpoint exactly who it was, was overwhelming, but he already had a very good idea of who it might be that was staring him down so icily. Instead, he chose the coward's way out, and turned back over, facing away from him. Perhaps he could get away with pretending he was asleep until the figure gave up and left...? Unlikely, but he was determined to try.
