(CRP) Bethia's Cave

[Harus]

Not soon after Bethia's hand had moved gently across his chest, did William awake. Though he didn't jolt or move, he simply just acknowledged that he was no longer sleeping. Bethia hadn't moved all night, and he felt her hand on a different part of his chest, and realized she must've either moved in her sleep, or had woken. He decided to stretch his fingers, then realized his arm had fallen asleep under her, and he could only barely move a couple fingers. He held back a smile and gently played with some of the hairs that his fingers could reach. If she was awake, she would then know he had awaken. If not, he wouldn't move until she was awake, he didn't want to disrupt her needed sleep.

[Bethia]

She'd not felt any change in his heartbeat, so when she felt his fingers playing with her hair it startled her and she shifted away from him slightly and sat up. "You're awake." she said softly as she covered a yawn with her hand.

Running her fingers through hair she blinked and looked at him with a slight smile. "Good morning William." She tried to keep her inner thoughts about her embarrassment from the night before to herself, by not looking directly into his eyes. Though she kind of doubted it would work as well as she wanted it to.

[Harus]

After she spoke, he of course knew she was awake, and had awoken before he did.

Good Morning Bethia. How did you sleep? a smirk went across his face, knowing that she had to have slept because of the magic.

[Bethia]

Bethia rolled her eyes when she heard the question, it was of course ridiculous he knew exactly how she'd slept the night before. But she smiled anyway, she was grateful that he used his magic to help her sleep, otherwise she wouldn't have slept, and she would have eventually started crying again. "I slept well...." she paused and looked at him with her duo toned eyes and touched his hand. "Thank you. I felt the magic." she said simply.

Taking her hand from his she raised them up in the air and stretched then blushed as her stomach growled rather loudly. "Um...so breakfast?" She asked as she ran her fingers through hair slowly untangling the knots caused by sleep and the activities of the night before.

[Harus]

Breakfast he had thought...hmm....He looked her into her two toned eyes and smiled, then took the hand wrapped around her and tickled her side slightly.

Breakfast you want, breakfast you shall have. He spoke and stopped tickling her side and laid his arm flat on the bed so she could move off his arm so they could get up. Anything particular? he asked as he removed the covers from himself, and slowly started getting out of the bed.

[Bethia]

She laughed as he tickled her and squirmed away with a smile on her face. Sliding her legs over the side of the bed she swung her legs a little bit. "Um, nothing particular...food..with toast and milk."

She nodded slightly to herself then turned slightly to look at William. "Do you have a cook or do you cook it yourself?" She asked genuinely curious.

[Harus]

Standing from the bed, he glanced out the window, his pupils growing in size then shrinking back down. He then turned to face Bethia and walked toward the bedroom door.

Well, I can cook, or the cooks can cook. Whichever you prefer. he spoke, and slightly grinned, then opened the door and walked out, expecting the girl to follow him to wherever he would lead her.

[Bethia]

Bethia watched him as he walked out the door and pursed her lips, before hopping off the bed and following him. "I don't prefer any which way, just whatevers easiest for you."

Her eyes traveled about the halls as she followed closely behind him.

[Harus]

Looking about the castle, he noticed several of his servants moving about the castle doing their daily jobs. William wasn't much concerned if they greeted him, or treated him like the owner of the castle, he just asked that he be allowed to live his life without being bothered by the little things. His servants agreed, but still decided to keep the castle in pristine condition, inside and out. He stood at the top of the staircase, then looked back at Bethia who seemed to be looking everywhere at once to take in the surroundings, he itched his side then walked down the stairs to the breakfast room and shoved the door open and revealed a large room with a moderately sized table in the middle.

He turned around and looked at Bethia, still wearing the dress she had dawned the night before. Please have a seat here, I am sure the servants will be out here shortly to ask what we would like. he spoke and pulled out a chair for her to sit in.

[Bethia]

Bethia followed him into the dinning room her duo toned eyes looking around. Curiously. The whole experiance of being in a castle was completely new to her. Taking. A seat as William directed. "Do you have many servants?" She asked softly her hearing picking up the sound of approching footsteps.