Bab 197: Getting into work

Jasmine stirred beneath the heavy sheets, the warmth of the bed still clinging to her skin as she slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze drifted to the other side of the bed, now cold and empty. With a soft groan, she lazily propped herself up on her elbows, her hair tumbling messily over her shoulders as she blinked, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains.

She rubbed her eyes, her limbs still heavy with sleep, and glanced around the room. There, at the far side, was Alpheo, already up and seated at his desk. His back was to her, his posture focused as he leaned over a stack of parchments, his hand moving steadily as he wrote.

Jasmine sighed and slumped back onto the pillows for a moment, half tempted to close her eyes again. Instead, she muttered softly, "Of course, you're already working..." before swinging her legs over the side of the bed and forcing herself to get up.