The night passed in peace.
No alarms.
No sudden threats.
No sounds of explosions forcing them to wake up and flee.
Only a quiet night.
And for them, that had become a rare and precious luxury.
Morning arrived slowly, along with sunlight streaming through the large windows of the old library.
Fine dust sparkled in the air once more.
The fire in the hearth had died down hours ago.
Yet the room still felt warm.
The being beside Aurelia shifted gently.
Its thread of light pulsed steadily, following the core essence that now remained almost constantly at peace.
The unit stationed at the rear continued to maintain the network.
Aurelia opened her eyes slowly.
And just like these past few mornings…
The first thing she saw was Eiden.
He sat not far from her, looking through an old book they had found yesterday.
But the moment he noticed Aurelia waking…
His gaze shifted instantly.
In that split second.
As if the entire world lost all priority except for her.
"…Morning."
