The dreadful remainders of the night got turned into the morning that was to be filled with nothing but glory. Fleur opened her eyes under a small moan that came from the deepest regions of her body. She let her eyes gaze through the curving circular room she found herself in and gave her eyes the time to look around. Her hooves then brought themselves over to them in order to remove a lot, if not all of the sleeping sand in them before being able to truly see where she was. She then turned her head to her left and stared into the purple mane of her lady who was peacefully asleep.