52 Anette

Kyran stirred in his sleep.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a sweet smell assaulted his senses. His brow creased a little at the unfamiliar scent.

As his eyes finally returned their focus, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling. He realized the ceiling was part of a big bed he was currently on.

'Where...?'

He propped an arm to his side and tried to sit.

"Good morning."

A voice of a female greeted him from his side.

He turned his head slightly and saw a beautiful woman with flowing long blonde hair and light blue eyes dressed in a white silk long dress, smiling at him.

She had one hand propped on her head as she lay beside him on the bed.

Kyran stared at her blankly.

'Who...?' He wondered with a slight frown.

He paused to remember her name, and slowly all that had happened came back to him.

'That's right. Stella. I guess I passed out,' he finally remembered.

"How long was I out?" He asked.

Stella almost fell.