Its morning...
The sun shines so beautifully on the young lord. She squirms and avoids the rays of light, making me smile.
"Time to wake up, my young lord." I say with the same smile, though the young lord finds me fake with such a expression. At least, she used to say that.
The squirming continues, and then I eventually approach, kneeling beside the bed. I take her right hand that was poking out of the bed sheets, and place her beloved ring in it. It felt cold, both the ring and her hand. The rare pink, rectangular crystal glistened, my hand tickling hers to make her wake up, the ring bouncing slightly in her palm.
She stops moving, and opens her eyes slowly, mouth closed tightly, trying to hold in a early yawn.
"Nesh...bas.. tian... leave me...ahh...be..."
Her eyes close again, but I frown. The young lord is even too stubborn to awake.