My Alora is my soul

Alora entered the chamber with a light, joyful bounce in her step, her face lit up with excitement. She was eager to share the news she had just heard, but as soon as she stepped inside, she spotted Magnus lounging on the chaise, his eyes closed, appearing as though he was resting.

Her initial enthusiasm softened into a mischievous smile. Seeing him so relaxed, she couldn't resist the urge to playfully scare him. Carefully, she moved closer, her footsteps light and deliberate, trying her best to remain silent as she approached him.

Just as she reached his side, thinking she had the upper hand, Magnus's eyes snapped open, and with lightning reflexes, he reached out, his hand closing around her wrist. In one swift motion, he pulled her down onto the chaise beside him.