Fafnir couldn't wait for another minute. When he woke up in the morning, he found that Tabit was curled up against him, sleeping like she was hardly bothered about the world. He felt too protective about her as a warm feeling surged through his chest. Inhaling her scent, he kissed the crown of her head and then got up as carefully as possible. He tucked her nicely in the blanket and then softly padded out of the room.
The first thing he did was to go and meet Eltanin. Though the king was sleeping, he didn't deny him an audience. After that, Fafnir rode all the way to his house where he ordered servants around. He took a nice bath and instead of calling the jewelers at his place, he went to the market.
