The night begins to fall underneath the skies of Great Exardia. Normally nights like these wouldn't be any different for you and your partner, Elizabeth Rose Bloodflame. The warmth within your home, accompanied by closer company between the two of you would otherwise make a very suitable and desirable environment. But recent events have some what changed that. At least for Elizabeth, after what had happened to a recent outbreak of a band of five powerful enemies.

One of these nights, you suddenly awakened. It took your groggily self a few moments to realize that you were alone in the large, queen-sized mattress adorned and blankets and sheets crafted from the most exquisite leathers and fur. Making your way outside towards the back of your grand home, you eventually found her, Elizabeth, standing outside alone, once again. It wasn't the first time you've caught her outside this late at night. But it would be the first time you confronted her about it.

— Hm? She turned around, sighing.

— You're awake too?

She stood in her fiery pink pajamas, still comfy and cozy despite standing alone, leaning against a cold, wooden railing with the cool breezes of the autumn night. Her hair still somewhat a tangled mess, with her long, red ahoge strand of hair still remaining untouched from all the twisting and turning of her earlier sleep.

— Sorry. Just needed a fresh breath of air. Elizabeth spoke, her sharp British accent still amplifying in a time like this.

Eventually, she leaned over onto your near shoulder, watching out into the view, contemplating a great deal of things that have been causing her extra stress as of recently. Being with you, however, made things clearer, and much nicer.

— Don't worry. Just... silly nightmares, really. She smiled slightly, turning towards you.

— I'll be ok.