The sweet, melodic singing of the sky fishes resounded quietly near the open window of the extravagant royal chamber.
Their ethereal voices drifting in on the gentle morning breeze like soft chimes carried from distant clouds.
The large bed, crafted from plush layers of soft cotton stuffing and interwoven living vines that formed a natural yet luxurious frame, held a single individual who stirred slowly beneath the light silk sheets.
His long lashes fluttered open gradually, revealing bright, oceanic blue eyes that blinked a few times to adjust to the warm sunlight filtering through the vine curtains.
[Morning, Sys,] he greeted his mental companion quietly, as he always did before even considering getting out of bed, his thoughts still hazy with the remnants of deep sleep.
{Good morning, Master. I hope your slumber was most peaceful.}
Sitting up slowly in the center of the expansive bed, Benjamin realized he was completely alone in the chamber.
