The fall of the Guild was a blessing in disguise, while it did leave Mark Twain unemployed for now it also gave him plenty of time to spend with his lovely partner.

It was early in the morning on your day off, Mark was woken up by the light and only cuddled up to you further as you both lay in bed together. The morning was quiet and peaceful unlike his past chaotic schedule.

His arms around you had tightened a little and he nuzzled his face into the back of your neck, enjoying your presence even if he believed you to be asleep at the moment.