Slumped against the stone wall of the cave, Jayr slept surprisingly peacefully. He dreamt lividly of a great temple, like no other, with giant marble statues of the gods sitting on thrones all around him. The marble statues moved; turning their heads to whisper among each other. Among them he recognised Hera; who sat apart from the others, unmoved. She appeared elegant; a diadem decorated her head and she held a scepter in one hand. He tried to speak but the Goddess of Marriage raised her hand and he become silent. The dream was spent in silence, both figures staring at each other.<br/><br/>Jayr groaned when Adonis attempted to wake him, it was not often he was up so early. The groans grew into yelps as he was dragged outside, his snakes hissed ferociously. As they began to ride, Jayr awoke with a yawn and took in his surroundings. He hugged the horse. "Where are we going?" he asked, looking back towards the cave. They had already traveled fairly far. He decided to share his dream with his lover, seeing as he was the god of sleep and dreams, hoping that he knew what it meant. Remembering Hera's marble eyes made him shudder.