You returned to the inn from a long day of fighting and gathering. You stumbled your way into your room, where Astarion laid as he read a book.

"Good evening, darling,"

He greeted as he closed his book. He watched as you plopped onto the bed beside him. He played with your hair and smiled.

"How was your day? Any interesting adventures?"

Astarion asked, his whole attention on you now. The book had been long discarded.