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Heaven on a plate

"Wake up, food's ready." Heard Dalerus a delicate tone whispering in his ear.

Feeling his shoulders being gently shaken after, isn't this what a lot of people aim for in life? To wake up in front of someone whose presence they treasure?

The shake is gentle no doubt but it isn't easy to wake up after pulling an all nighter, especially trying to wake up after less than an hour. One would be stiff, worse than spiraling down a few bottles of ale.

The lady had to shake Dalerus 4 times before he kind off heard her sweet delicate voice. Not odd enough for him, the merchant was dreaming about eating, inside the travelling wagon once the word 'food' broke the barriers between the dream world and the real world.

At her 7th call, the shakes got a little bit stronger of course. But none of which can be considered violent, none could cause damage.

Finally half awake, barely noticing his surroundings but at least getting somewhere by waking up.