They fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. Far from being a restful night, she woke up many times throughout the remaining hours of darkness to stare upon the wizard's sleeping face. She wanted more for him than she was able to offer. When the sun began to rise in the morning sky and he carefully slipped out of the sheets, she felt the urge to cry for the first time in longer than she could remember. The loss of his touch affected her more than she realized. As she lay in the empty bed listening to the sound of the water running in the shower next door, she utilized every last ounce of self-control she possessed to not run into the bathroom and beg him to take her with him.