As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, Chase stirred, stretching leisurely as he took in the quiet hum of the morning. The room, still bathed in the warmth of slumber, held an air of tranquility. He glanced around, taking note of Artemis, sprawled across the bed in her usual wild yet oddly graceful manner, her breathing steady and deep. Chione, on the other hand, had managed to tangle herself in the sheets, snoring lightly, completely undisturbed by the morning light.
Elisabeth and Athena, unsurprisingly, remained nestled in sleep. Given their late-night intellectual indulgence, it was only natural that they would be the last to rise. Chase smirked at the thought, recalling how they had been so engrossed in their discussion that they he had to urge them to sleep. He shifted slightly, careful not to disturb them as he propped himself up on one elbow.
