A Restless Night
The great room was in serene stillness, bathed in the gentleness of blue and white. From curtains rose to carpets and bed linens, every element spoke of serenity and refinement.
There were no lanterns lit, no candles burning, no gemstone sconces glowing. Only the silver light of the twin moons illuminated the room, offering a soft glow that induced all things to feel quiet… dreamlike.
Large windows were wide open, outlined by undulating silk drapes. A refreshing night breeze wafted in, with the fragrance of night-blooming flowers.
In the center of the room, sitting like a jewel on a velvet carpet, was a majestic bed.
Silk sheets in moonlight hue lay over it, and the soft velvet canopy above threw pale shadows over its surface.
On the bed, a solitary figure lay from side to side, restless.
It was Leon.
