After a long and much-needed bath, Florian felt clean, refreshed, and—more than anything—ready to sleep. His body ached with exhaustion, the kind that settled deep into his bones.
All he wanted was to collapse into bed and drift into blissful unconsciousness.
'Ah. I missed the feeling of a good bath and bed,' he thought as he stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in more comfortable clothing. The warmth from the bath still clung to his skin, and the idea of sinking into the soft sheets made his entire being sigh in anticipation.
But the peaceful sight he had been expecting never came.
Instead, he was greeted by the tension of an unspoken battle.
