It was going to take time to used to the way he traveled, there was no pain involved, only a little sickening of her stomach, in the matter of a blink he would have her in another place. When he left the room she looked around slowly, giving her eyes time to adjust to the lighting, the smell of leather and paper was heavy, she knew the tombs on the wall were rich with history, her fingers ached to touch them but at the same time the chair in the room looked so very inviting. There were no clocks on the wall so she had no idea what time it was, it had been midnight when the madness had started and a weariness that went beyond the physical body was starting to set in, her mind was tired from having so much to try and absorb in such a short time. The folded blanket was picked and unfolded some of the material brushed her nose in the process, an inhale was given, the scent was sweet and flowery...could this be her real mothers scent? Speaking of her real mother, the thought of the conversation she was going to have with the woman she's called mom for all these years brought a feeling of dread, quickly accompanied with an anger at being lied to for so long, they must have known everything but never told her, why was she even given up in the first place..so many questions so little answers. Tonight was going to be long, she imagined that the sun would be shining before she would actually let herself sleep again. Not that she was any good at it but she was determined to see that this demon in her life, was in someway made happy, she had seen evidence of a misery on his face when he stared at her grandmother. Her stomach tightened at the memory of that look, no matter what he was, he was capable of real feeling, he didn't deserve to have to live this way with such a pain, she was going to do her best to ease it, doubtful if she could fix it permanently but maybe she could lessen his burden. Thoughts ebbed and flowed while she sat there in that silence, only the crackling of the fireplace competed with the ringing in her ears, the longer she remained still the lower her lids became until at last her eyes closed.
The moment things became dark she found herself being hurled into a dream, in that dream she saw Alhemed, he was smiling, the warmth in that smile and the look in his eyes..it made her dream self's heart ache, he was watching a woman in a long cream colored lace gown as she strolled along a pond then he called to her "Come my Bethany, everything is just as you wished". Just as the woman turned to face him the dream ended, and Elizabeth startled awake, blinking rapidly..it had been so real, the sun, the breeze..This of course just added to the pool of questions she was going to have for the Prince when he returned.