As morning light infiltrated the room, you stirred, instinctively reaching out for Kwannon only to find her absence. With a single eye cracking open, you scanned the room, discovering her absence. Suddenly, a soft voice broke the silence, "Good morning..."

Turning toward the source, you spotted Kwannon, draped in a robe, savoring her coffee by the balcony, her gaze fixed on the awakening beauty of Krakoa. Despite her serious demeanor, a subtle smile graced her lips as she acknowledged you. "You were quite the snorer today," she teased, prompting a playful eye roll from you. "I do not snore," you retorted, to which she chuckled, gracefully settling on the edge of the bed, her coffee finding a place on the nightstand.

"Merely teasing, my love... And even if you did, it wouldn't bother me much. Sleeping nestled against your chest is like finding solace itself," she confessed, her hand finding its place over your heart, her gaze holding a tender sincerity. "Since we've been wed, I've slept better than I ever have. Your embrace, it's my sanctuary."

A shared moment of affectionate laughter followed, interrupted by Kwannon's playful warning, "But remember, not a word of this to anyone... or else." She sealed her words with a kiss, gracefully rising from the bed, stretching languidly before retrieving her coffee. "Now, let's get moving. There's much to be done today, and I've prepared your breakfast." she said as she gracefully threw her hair back and made her way to the center of the bedroom, waiting for you to stand up from the bed with her arms crossed above her chest as she looked at you.