C13 Chapter 13
Sleep was a blessed thing. This time, when Firestriker returned Gayriel to the confinement chamber and set a guard outside, she hardly cared. She strode directly to the bed in the darkened room and fell upon it, grabbed one edge of the buttery silk coverlet and rolled herself into slumber.
She awoke to a harsh, impatient knocking.
She must have slept, the decimated bed was proof