Ember chose to go outside with Morpheus.
Seconds later, they were up in the sky, his strong arms effortlessly carrying Ember in front of him, one hand supporting her back while the other was under her legs. A strong gust of wind hit her face, and she could not help but close her eyes and hold tightly onto the man carrying her.
'Too fast!'
Whether it was his uncontrolled excitement or for some other reasons, a single flap of Morpheus' wings caused them to shoot upwards, almost reaching the clouds, flying higher than he usually does.
Pleasant laughter erupted from Morpheus, and Ember could feel his chest shake along with it.
"Open your eyes, Ember. The scenery up here is better than on your balcony."
