Never was Aster more comforted to hear the King's voice than then. She absorbed her soul once more, and stood. "Oh.. King Asgore.." She said softly, moving closer to him,<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"> "I am sorry if I woke you.. I couldn't sleep."</span></span><br/><br/>She followed the gentle King inside.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> "I think Tea is wonderful.."</span></span>Her tone wounded weary, but not due to lack of sleep, but the burdens she carried.