Yvraine contra Estrid

The next day, Zephystrand's Citadel.

The next morning, Samiel awoke in his room with Nefertari asleep next to him in his bed; she was purring happily due to the satisfactory sleep she had with her master and, most importantly, being able to sleep comfortably in his bed. It was a lovely rainy day as Samiel listened to the rain falls down on the ground.

It is common for people to associate a nice day with when the sun is shining, but Samiel was always looking forward to dark rainy days, often reflecting the depressive mood he was in at the time. As far as he could remember, he always preferred rainy days... they were more real to him.

'Hooman, hooman, hooman.'

When Samiel woke up, he was surprised to hear something tucking him and licking him on the face; as he opened his eyes, he was annoyed because he would have preferred to sleep, at least for a few hours minimally.

'What it is, Nefertari?'