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Wrote this last night out of boredom: Alkanphel walked back into the Sleeping Chamber nearly an hour after he left Rhiannon in there to rest. He had equipped one of the remaining Units and was now starting to feel drowsy just like Rhia had felt earlier. It appears her hypothesis was correct, he mused approaching the altar he had slept on many times. Rhia was curled up on her side peacefully sleeping on the stone altar and Alkanphel couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her sleeping. She was adorable when she was sleeping like that, yet she also appeared vulnerable making him all the more protective of her. He shook his head at that thought. She was safe here on Sihla. There was nothing that could come and harm her here unless their enemies found the forgotten island, which was a very unlikely scenario. Finally getting to the point where he had to yawn, he decided to sleep next to her on the altar. He didn’t care what she would think when she woke up at the moment, and just messing with her like that was an added bonus; it wasn’t very often that he got a chance to pull small pranks like this on her. He discovered last year that she didn’t like sharing her bed with anyone. Sitting on the side of the altar, he swung his legs over into the resting place and laid on his side facing Rhia. He laid his arm over her abdomen and pulled her close to where his head was now above her head. Hearing her breathing and steady heartbeat, Alkanphel closed his eyes and fell asleep for the rest of the night. The next morning came and Alkanphel found himself fully rested for the first time in centuries. Rhia was still asleep and had apparently buried herself deeper into their embrace sometime while he slept; her face was now pressed against his chest close to his heart. Should I wake her up? He thought, thinking about what would happen if he did. “Hmm…” she stirred, starting to wake up on her own. “Fred’rich….you smell nice…” He almost said “huh?” at that. “Thanks for last night….I didn’t know making out would be so fun…” WHAT!!!? “Gotcha,” she looked up at him with a wide mischievous grin. She laughed as she hurried off the altar. “Maaka Rhiannon,” he nearly yelled at her getting up and off the altar as well. “Whoo! That was funny! And you totally fell for it!” “Please don’t do that to me again,” he tried to control his voice, furious with himself for forgetting that Rhia was a master prankster herself. “Okay, I’ll promise so long as you promise not to sleep next to me without my permission again.” “Deal.”