Milena woke up slowly, before it was time for her to. She wasn't surprised, though. It had become a routine these days. Even as Rayan held her in her sleep, or Blanche curled up next to her, she had a hard time finding sleep and her anxiety woke her up more efficiently than any maid.
She sighed and rolled over, curling up against the sturdy body next to her. Rayan was sleeping quietly, half his face buried in the large pillow. She grabbed the bed sheets to roll it around her body, and snuggled closer to him. Their bedroom was especially cold this morning. No matter how long they spent warming it up, the cold winter would win during the night as the fire in the chimney died. Several blankets on top of the bed were often not enough. Still, Milena didn't mind snuggling against her husband's
