After the action packed morning, Arya kept her head on Ryu's chest and held him tight and slept soundly in his arms. Ryu embraced her, and closed his eyes.
It was almost 10 in the morning when Ryu woke up and first thing he saw was Arya cuddled in his arms sleeping peacefully.
'She's even prettier than the sleeping beauty.' He murmured adoringly as Ryu stared lovingly at his wife for a long time. Her lips were curved upward in a smile probably because of a sweet dream that she was having.
"Are you dreaming of me wife?" Ryu whispered and bent down to give her a gentle peck on her lips. He was afraid of losing her, of her not loving him as much as he loved her but now he knows Arya loves him…
He was still ecstatic; the feeling of being in cloud nine was very visible in his aura.
'How I wished I could accompany you till you woke up…'
