Strange Dreams (6)

Nyx dissolved into the shadows. She made sure Erebus couldn't track her shadows, putting a barrier between them though they had similar powers. The goddess arrived in her bed chambers, where Acacius was sleeping on the mat and multiple cushions in front of her large indoor pond. Only a few candles and torches had been left alight, keeping a soft golden glow on her servant's features. 

Nyx walked past him; her chilling presence made him jolt awake. She wasn't loud; in fact, all her movements were lithe and silent and known to be a little creepy, like the shadows that followed behind the bottom of her dress sometimes.

"Oh, you're back!? Nyx.." Acacius began, his voice high pitched, startled at her sudden appearance, but he trailed off because Nyx was already disrobing, revealing her naked back to him. "Erm.. Nyx what…" He shook his head and kept his eyes from trailing down to look at her body, then his eyes widened, and he rushed towards her. "What happened?! Who-"