While the Empress rested, her body finally giving in to the exhaustion that followed both the cleansing and everything that had transpired between them, Lucas moved quietly within the tent, careful not to disturb her, his movements calm and deliberate as he took a moment to set things in order.
He cleaned her gently, with care and respect, making sure she was comfortable, adjusting her clothing properly, ensuring nothing about her state felt exposed or careless, his actions carrying a quiet attentiveness that spoke more of consideration than anything else. Once he was done, he stepped back slightly, taking a brief look around before readjusting parts of the tent, straightening what had been displaced, restoring a sense of calm to the space that had witnessed so much intensity within the past few hours.
Only after everything was settled did he finally sit down, taking the same seat she had occupied earlier, his posture relaxed but his gaze steady as it rested on her.
