After a night spent fulfilling your role by weaving the dreams of people into their minds, you take the early hours of the morning to yourself, wishing to rest.

You're the deity of sleep afterall, it would be too ironic for you of all people to never take a restoring nap.

However, today, you decided to remain awake for longer than usual. For you came to notice how much warmer and safer you had been feeling in your slumber lately, clawed hands would always come to hold you close, and you maneged to rest easier due to the embrace. You do always awaken with white feathers in your hair and on your clothes, which has left you suspicious.

No one else but harpies can retain both human limbs and avian attributes, and no harpy, aside from their prince, has ever been known to have such pale plumage.

You can't say your interactions with the harpy prince, Mirgom, went well. From what you can remember, since your first meeting the bird man has been pampous and smug, but he never gave up his hopes of winning you over. So today you don't give in to sleep, and wait to see wether or not you'll catch Mirgom coming to find you.