The lights of his quarters were already put out by the time Ellaria returned. She had no need of a wet nurse and she had no need for another woman to put their daughters to sleep. Her mother had done it, so could she. Still there were nights, when the moon hung high before she had a chance to rest that she wished she might have asked one of the hand maidens to stay up with her.
Still, upon seeing the sight of her own asleep in his bed a smile spread on her tired features. She undressed to the thin cotton gown she wore to sleep in, typically only in the months soon after the birth of a child. As Loreza had just been welcomed a moons turn before she still covered up to sleep. She crawled into the bed, sliding under the thin sheet beside her own.
For a moment she paused to look down at him with just enough light through the window above their bed. She smiled and leaned down, brushing hair back from his forehead before pressing her lips to his. She had no idea how far into slumber he was until she felt his hand firmly grip her thigh under the gown, causing her to break out in laughter against his lips from surprise and a bit of amusement that his mind worked that quickly.
