Jian awakened to the crackling sound of the final embers of fire and the first streaks of daylight reaching into the cave through the small entrance.
His eyes fluttered open slowly, to discover that he felt refreshed and well rested for the first time in far longer than he could remember.
"I... slept?" Jian murmured aloud in bafflement.
Jian could hardly believe it, he had slept with even more ease than he did a year ago, far before the nightmares came, when he was still troubled by insomnia.
Jian did not have the time to contemplate over it, not when he finally took note of the weight on his thigh and glanced down.
King Jian brows furrowed up as his eyes found Neveah, sound asleep, her head laid down on his thigh.
It was then a hazy memory of the night before came back to Jian...memory of his nightmares fading away the very moment someone touched him.
Those light, comforting strokes through his hair, Jian remembered it now.
