Annora slowly opened her eyes up hours later, yawning slowly as she reached up to wipe her eyes. As she felt resistance, she looked down and saw a blanket over her and the shape of an arm around her stomach. Suddenly the night before came back into her mind, causing her to grin and bite her lip softly. She slowly turned so she could see Scarlet's sleeping face and felt herself blush softly. She couldn't believe that it had happened last night, but here she was, wrapped in the witch's arms. All she could figure to do was snuggle back up against the woman and cooed softly to herself. She loved the feeling of being held so much.

Still, thoughts slowly crept into her mind as she watched Scarlet's chest rise and fall quietly. She was admittedly scared. What if last night was just a fluke or something that would only happen once? What if Scarlet would wake and be a different person, not be the controlling, confident version that Annora felt so safe with? Or even worse... what if the witch thought it was all a mistake and pushed her away? Annora wished over and over in her mind that it wouldn't happen, but all she could do is lay there and wait - she didn't want to wake up her new potential Mistress... and she loved the idea of being her princess so much.