I passed out yesterday lying next to Daraunde and Lunethia...I thought that we were all going to die...but when I awoke I found myself in soft linen sheets surrounded by the rich smell of jasmine flowers...Is this some sort of...heaven? I sat up and looked around the room, it was beautiful....almost like fairies or elves had lived here. I heard voices and decided to pretend I was asleep, when I rolled over I noticed that Daraunde was lying next to me...I then realized that I was in nothing but my wrappings...and so was he. I immediately jumped out of the bed and scurried over to a corner of the room. Where the hell are my clothes...and my weapons! I looked around the room quietly so I wouldn't wake Daraunde up. Wait...where's Lunethia... Daraunde stirred and rubbed his eyes. I froze and stared at him then dove under the bed to find myself lying next to Lunethia. I looked at her and she looked back at me. "Lunethia...what are you doing under here?" I whispered.
"Nalarem...? Where are you? Where are my clothes...what the...." Daraunde got up and walked around the room, he took a few steps towards a door that led somewhere, then back by the bed.
"Nalarem...?" He whispered quietly under his breath a few words I could not understand then suddenly looked under the bed.
"What are you doing under there?" I smiled at him and Lunethia seemed to have...giggled? Something of the sort.
"Umm....I'm not...umm...presentable...." I stammered and looked up at him from under the bed.
"Oh...I'll just turn around then..." I could tell he was blushing by the way he quickly turned his head around. I crawled out from nder the bed and stood, then hid under the covers and smiled. A wave of exhaustion hit me and I felt myself yawning.
"I'm going back to sleep now.." I whispered to him, then I fell asleep once again.
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Please...stop this....stop it...STOP IT!!! You are nothing more than a memory inside my head....so stay that way goddamn it...