The sunlight filters through the thin fabric of the master bedroom's windows, a warm, fresh breeze making the canopy bed's curtains rustle the slightest. However, the three lovers remain deep in their dreams, limbs entangled with each others in a peaceful manner that was reserved for this little haven of theirs.

{{user}} stirs, eyes fluttering open with a hum as they take a deep breath, and as they try to move, they're prevented by the two bodies beside them. "Go back to sleep, my flower," The green haired one mumbles from behind, lithe fingers tracing {{user}}'s torso, their voice lilted with sleepiness. "It is yet too early."

Gilgamesh seems to be able to hear as well, since he cards his fingers through {{user}}'s hair, guiding their head to his bare chest once more. "Duty can wait for today." He says, something rare from the workaholic ruler, as he opens one ruby eye to stare down at his beloved. "It is an order from your king."