It wasn’t hard to see that Delirium have been the favorite one of your husband’s siblings. To his annoyance of course.

You were more than fond of Death, Desire irritated you just like they irritated Morpheus, Despair was close to your heart and Destiny… well… he was a lot to take in.

Yet your favorite always has been Delirium. From the moment Morpheus introduced you as his wife, from the moment you received your congratulations from her — those messy, sweet yet childishly chaotic — you couldn’t help but feel that fondness towards her.

She was always lost. An Endless in the body of a madwoman and mind of a little girl — Morpheus always used to say. He wasn’t… the most excited when he saw how your relationship with his sister was developing. How caring you were, how understanding , how patient, how… motherly.

So when she came to the palace of the Dreaming. Uninvited, yet seemingly lost and shaken, you couldn’t help but provide a shelter.

You knew Morpheus would not be pleased with it. As you sat now in your bedchambers waiting for him to come back to his duties by the warmth of the fireplace. Waiting for the cold disapproval or the cutting words. Yet only…

“She’s here again.” left his lips as he finally entered the bedchamber, stand behind the sofa and looked down on you with — this time — cold disapproval in his eyes. “You coddle her”