As Horen slept his body slowly regained strength. He slept heavy, and thnkfuly he didn't even dream. It was the kind of sleep one welcomes after a long journey. He was slow to wake in the morning. But when he did he sat up quickly, almost forgetting where he was. Beside him the young mage had fallen asleep. Her hand was tangled in his fur.<br/><br/>He smiled and slowly lay down. He used his magic to pull the quilt over her. Then he froze. He could smell a male just outside his room. He reached out mentally and spoke.<br/><br/>-I can sense you Lord.... She still rests if you wish to enter quietly- he was trying to be respectful.... And his voice showed how timid he was at addressing a Noble.