I woke up the next morning feeling more refreshed than I had in a while. I must have slept great last night. I rolled onto a pillow, and frowned.
When did I get this extra pillow? Wait, when did I come back to my room? The last thing I remember is reading poetry to Axton.
Did I fall asleep? Did Axton bring me back here? I should probably thank him if that's the case.
I can't believe I fell asleep near him though. That I was able to relax enough to sleep. I have a hard enough time falling asleep on my own.
Apparently, I feel comfortable around Axton in the same way that I do the queen. Maybe it's something about that family. That would be kind of funny. A family that the worlds seem to hate and fear so much, makes me feel more comfortable and happy than I've ever been.
I should prob
