"Is he awake?" asked Gritzl.
It was Cedella who groggily responded since Fiona was out cold as well.
Having stayed up all night cleaning Tiamat's injuries then worrying herself into exhaustion until she too eventually collapsed beside him.
Cedella was just happy to be back in Gritzl's warm embrace as he caressed her body gingerly with affection.
She never imagined in a million years she would feel the happiest, when hungry and cold in the arms of her lover out in the wilderness in the middle of nowhere.
Yet here she was watching and marveling at the sunrise, lost in the beauty of nature that engulfed them.
As far as they could see from the highest point, rolling hills and mountainous slopes sprawled out in green majestic glory.
The reddish, orange hues and various rusty tones of sunrise shone a kaleidoscope of colors that spoke volumes to her soul as the sun rose in the sky renewing their hope and energy.
