The night arrived and Alice was simply resting on the bed. After the turmoil of the day, and getting answers to the unrevealed questions, she was grateful for the sleep.
However, unlike her, Cyrus was all focussed to raise his army and gain the exposure and skills from Kian. All his attention was focused on how to match the powers of King Almen, so that he can be competent to have a tough fight.
There was darkness in the room. Except one marshal of the fire, there was no other source.
But then, Alice felt a hand near her waist which pulled her against the solid chest.
"Hmm...Cyrus..."
"Yes, love?" he pinched her cheeks softly. "You have been sleeping for quite some time now. You should get up and get ready."
Hearing this, Alice even looked back. She reopened her eyes and rotated her head to view in his direction, "Are we going somewhere new?"