[ The warmth of the bath has relaxed him so much that all thoughts of everything but drifting off into a deep sleep fled his mind. Even if he had been capable of thinking of it, it has not occurred to him that perhaps he should not sleep in the bed without clothes on. Fortunately for him, Alkaid has thought of it, but even so, a frown crosses his face as she moves him as needed to help dress him.
Still, before too long, she has him ready to sleep, and with her continued help, he slides beneath the covers. He does his best to move as he has been bid, rolling onto his side while still needing a little assistance from her as his strength has not returned in full. A sigh escapes him again when she kisses the base of his ear, and his exhaustion is so great that it takes very little time for sleep to claim him.
He remains asleep even as she works on healing his injuries as best as she is able, and as she goes about her work, his breathing deepens and the lingering tension in his body fades, allowing him to finally relax.
But as time passes, even as they remain asleep, her back still nestled against him, he begins to dream as well. The images form and shift so fast that his mind can barely process them, but he dreams of his father urging him to follow him to Azys Lla, only to disappear the moment he finally reaches him. Interspersed with dreams of Thordan are dreams featuring Alkaid, and those are not any less distressing. In these dreams, he reaches out for her, calling for her, but she disappears just as Thordan did. And sometimes, he fails to reach her at all, arriving too late and finding her gone without a trace.
It is because of these dreams that chase themselves around his mind that the knock on the door does not register with Aymeric. It seems as though nothing is able to break through the sleep he desperately needs or the dreams that are playing themselves out.
He shifts slightly in his sleep when Alkaid moves, but beyond that, he remains still. He may be resting, and the sleep he has managed to get may very well help restore his strength, but even so, his mind has not relented enough to give him pleasant dreams.
His eyes remain closed as his sleep continues, but tears that he might have been able to hold back had he not been subjected to this long battle leak from beneath his closed eyelids. Whatever it is he is presently dreaming about is clearly causing no small amount of upset and a muted distressed sound escapes from him.
He rolls over while still remaining asleep, hands reaching out as if searching blindly for Alkaid and the comfort that she offers even though she is not far from him at all. ]
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Still, before too long, she has him ready to sleep, and with her continued help, he slides beneath the covers. He does his best to move as he has been bid, rolling onto his side while still needing a little assistance from her as his strength has not returned in full. A sigh escapes him again when she kisses the base of his ear, and his exhaustion is so great that it takes very little time for sleep to claim him.
He remains asleep even as she works on healing his injuries as best as she is able, and as she goes about her work, his breathing deepens and the lingering tension in his body fades, allowing him to finally relax.
But as time passes, even as they remain asleep, her back still nestled against him, he begins to dream as well. The images form and shift so fast that his mind can barely process them, but he dreams of his father urging him to follow him to Azys Lla, only to disappear the moment he finally reaches him. Interspersed with dreams of Thordan are dreams featuring Alkaid, and those are not any less distressing. In these dreams, he reaches out for her, calling for her, but she disappears just as Thordan did. And sometimes, he fails to reach her at all, arriving too late and finding her gone without a trace.
It is because of these dreams that chase themselves around his mind that the knock on the door does not register with Aymeric. It seems as though nothing is able to break through the sleep he desperately needs or the dreams that are playing themselves out.
He shifts slightly in his sleep when Alkaid moves, but beyond that, he remains still. He may be resting, and the sleep he has managed to get may very well help restore his strength, but even so, his mind has not relented enough to give him pleasant dreams.
His eyes remain closed as his sleep continues, but tears that he might have been able to hold back had he not been subjected to this long battle leak from beneath his closed eyelids. Whatever it is he is presently dreaming about is clearly causing no small amount of upset and a muted distressed sound escapes from him.
He rolls over while still remaining asleep, hands reaching out as if searching blindly for Alkaid and the comfort that she offers even though she is not far from him at all. ]