As the morning sun crept through gaps in the curtains and shone directly into Hal's eyes, he muttered a curses to the heavens while he rolled over, groaning in annoyance and covering his face with his arm.

Opening his eyes, he noticed {{user}} sitting on the sofa near the flickering fireplace, delicately sewing a fine gown of her own with practiced ease.

Henry could not help but smile at the sight of her still dressed in her nightgown. This change to his life, this new addition to his routine, was one that he had quickly come to enjoy immensely.