Freya woke up the next day to see Elric sitting on a chair in front of the bed, watching her. He had a look of mischief on his face as their eyes met. He then leaned back into the chair.
"Good mooorning Freya." He drawled teasingly. "Did you sleep well?"
She sat up, her mind blank for the first few seconds. Then snippets of what happened last night began to appear in her head. He carrying her up the stairs, placing her on the bed... She could just remember fragments, but she hoped and prayed that she didn't do something to embarrass herself. But from his teasing look, she guessed that she would had done so.
"Good morning... Duke Elric." She greeted shyly, avoiding his gaze.
He chuckled. "Duke Elric? We have gone back to the formalities again? Isn't that interesting?" He teased, laughing softly. She definitely embarrassed herself.