Arpious found herself lying on a large, plush bed, the covers pulled snugly over her. The sheets were cool and soft against her skin, and the air in the room carried a faint, fresh scent, a stark contrast to the earthy, humid air of the swamp outside. She was nestled comfortably as the little spoon, the woman's presence at her back offering a warmth and security she hadn't felt in ages.
The shift in location and situation might have startled her under different circumstances, but Arpious was too tired to question it. The sense of calm and safety that had settled over her in the hut seemed to follow her into this new space, wrapping around her like a comforting blanket. The woman's arm draped lightly over her, the touch tender and protective, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, Arpious allowed herself to truly relax.
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