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[color=0054a6]The following morning, the sun was shining again. The stormy weather had passed and the only signs left from the storm, was the puddles of water that lay on the ground around the White Stone City. The air had been cleaned from the stormy weather and it felt fresh to in- and exhale. Adalia was still in the bathtub, when the sun had risen high enough for it’s rays to go through the windows in her bathroom and find it’s way onto Adalia’s face. She gave a small yawn, stretched her arms, and opened her eyes slowly. She realized that she was still in the bathtub and had fallen asleep in it, which meant the water had gone a bit cold as well. She didn’t need to sleep, but that didn’t mean her body didn’t have the means to fall asleep. Even though she was an immortal and could go without sleeping, her body could still enjoy the relaxation of falling asleep. However, the only thing that had happened in the cold water during the night, was that two certain parts of her breasts had gone stiff. She shivered a bit in the cold water, and got up, moved out of the bathtub and grabbed a towel. She wrapped it around herself, while she grabbed another towel to wrap around her hair. Then she went into her bedroom and opened the doors to the balcony ones more, letting the sunlight burst into the room with it’s gentle and warm touch. 

She sighed a little, she wanted to have a day to relax, but she had to make sure Chalsea didn’t come to any harm. It seems that since the orcs had attacked, there hadn’t been a dull moment in the White Stone City and Adalia could use a dull moment, if just for a few minutes. Instead, she was forced to be the mother hen for her people and Chalsea, which she quite enjoyed, but even to an immortal, it was an exhausting job at times. Also, the feeling of her stiff parts on her breasts, had led her to another, more, intimate wanting, which she had no way of getting, unless she took care of it alone, and she didn’t feel like going through that either. So instead, she ignored the feeling, dried her body and hair and threw the towels onto the bed. After that, she went over and found a yellow sundress, which she pulled on. She kept her hair loose and hanging down behind her back, after she had finished drying it off. She didn’t wear any underwear, as it was uncomfortable to her to wear. It couldn’t really be seen, unless the sunlight hit her dress at the exact right spot. If it did, her sundress would be slightly see-through, though not a lot. She slipped on a pair of sand-colored sandals and after that, she went out of her room, to go and make sure that breakfast was getting ready. 

Rose was still exhausted and was sleeping in her room, she did not intend to wake up any time soon, and she was happy just to be in her sleep. She didn’t have any bad dreams, nor did she have any pleasant dreams, she was simply in a sleeping state of mind, that allowed her body to recover, after having pulled whatever magic that had been playing inside Chalsea’s body. It had apparently been a rather heavy hitting magical force that had been unleashed inside Chalsea’s body, since it had taken such a toll on Rose’s own body, but as long as it had worked, which it had, Rose was satisfied with the outcome. However, it had left her exhausted and that meant she would be sleeping for most of the day, before she would even start to stir from her deep comfortable sleeping state. 

In the meantime, Adalia had reached the kitchen on the ground level of the mansion, where her maids were preparing breakfast with full energy. The smell of eggs, bacon, warm bread and milk were flowing through the mansion, a delightful smell, if you actually liked that kind of food. Adalia smiled at the satisfying scent and sight she got from the kitchen and decided to let them work without interrupting them. Instead, she went out into the big backyard and went to the small flower field that lay behind some trees. The field couldn’t be seen that much from the trees, which suited Adalia perfectly, it gave her a place to be private, at least for a while, unless someone came looking for her of course. The flowers were slightly wet still, from the storm the night before, but they were beautiful in all their colors; red, blue, violet, yellow, green, orange, pink and so many other colors you could think of. A place where one could let their mind calm down and enjoy the natural surroundings that the world had been so kind as to gift them with. 
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