Kira woke up early. The absence of golden light through the red fabric of the tent revealed that the sun had barely risen. She had Nichol's arms around her while she listened to the soft noise of his breathing and the movement of his body, plunged into a deep sleep. Gently, she came out of his embrace and got dressed. She took the bucket and went to the water barrel to fill the tub. She had just put the copper tub to a boil when Nichol opened the tent partition.
- Awake already? - He asked, walking over to the table and picking up an apple from the tray.
- I'm preparing the bathtub. - She replied. - I figured you'd like a bath.
- I definitely would. - He said, followed by a yawn.
Nichol held the apple in his mouth, took off his robe and went into his warm bath, stretching his body and
