Six months
WHERE: Tauron
WHEN: The morning after the banquet for Mars
As his dreams fell away, giving way to the waking world Tra slowly opened his eyes. The hotel room was dark, with only a small shaft of light spilling into the room from a crack in the drawn curtains. Glancing over he saw the still sleeping face of Mila silhouetted in the dim light, not that he needed to see her to know that she was still there. Her rhythmic breathing and the warmth of her body against his was all he needed. The sight of her was just a bonus. He was glad they had rented the room after the banquet rather then going straight back to the Avalon. Nothing there but a cold rack or the chance of being caught with her in his quarters.