For the first time in some time, Kell slept the rest of the night through, solid and still. His breathing came regularly, and even when she stirred in nightmares, Kell only barely followed suit, and then not enough to fully wake.

Dawn found them with one of Kell's arms draped loosely over the dip of Neria's waist, breath caught in her dark hair, still deeply asleep as the light crept in.

Somewhere in the sanctuary, bells rang, chiming the world awake.