Throwing back the covers, he stood from the bed while willing a simple black robe to appear on his body. As he walked to the balcony doors, he realized that his essence was already fading, the Rime Diamonds draining him as the bond between he and Hermione grew more and more strained. Opening the doors, he stared out at the Eternal City as it awoke for the day. He hated this room and its view, much rather preferring that of his old chambers which overlooked the gardens his mother had cultivated. However, he'd sealed them off, not wanting to relive the memories he'd made there over the last year.