[He really had been somewhere else, hadn’t he? Curious, Hayame simply watches as he emerges from his thoughts (or… lack of thoughts?), her tail continuing to slightly betray her by swishing across the mattress. She could stretch… she should get up and compose herself…
But the bed is warm. And comfortable. And if she is here, and no one else might see her, unlike in the stables…]
Not like that.
[Before a hunt she tried to focus herself… perhaps occasionally what she attempted to do in archery training could count as a meditation, but… nothing that long or that peaceful looking. It seemed different.]
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But the bed is warm. And comfortable. And if she is here, and no one else might see her, unlike in the stables…]
Not like that.
[Before a hunt she tried to focus herself… perhaps occasionally what she attempted to do in archery training could count as a meditation, but… nothing that long or that peaceful looking. It seemed different.]
Are you a monk as well as a king… ?