Bright light of day

Sleep had never been a friend of the Warlord, and the result of that meant early mornings and late nights for the majority of the week, and then crashing for many hours. He found it easier to sleep when he was exhausted, and he was always pushing himself. He liked to leave not task undone, and did nothing the next day that could not be done right then and there.

But, he understood others did not find it nearly so easy to rise in the morning. He chuckled softly under his breath where she could not hear him. The word ‘Princess’ smothered in that chuckle.

He took a seat, and waited. He could be a patient hunter, and would not be shaken easily. He would wait, for he knew - and indeed, it wasn’t long before he heard groaning and rustling inside. “We don’t learn by sleeping” he berated her, but it was more a teasing then a telling off. “Come along then” he said, and would lead her to his arena crafting in Sea’s plains.