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Light streaming through the windowpanes fell upon her face, and Archana Sunfire groaned with the instinct to roll away from its brightness. She flung her arm across her eyes as she settled in. The sun was warm upon her back. Already waking she reached out to feel the ley lines around her, and found not the regular pattern that Dalaran's regular, almost fractalized layout lent itself to. Shattrath. That was right.
She felt a stirring at her back. Had Ilianis gotten a cat? That seemed irresponsible, given her rare visits to the city. She rolled back over, blinking the sleep from her blue eyes, and found herself facing a tangle of golden hair, a broad, muscular back. She reached out to touch him and almost spoke a name aloud.
Valkrian, she reminded herself, feeling guilty and relieved at once that she'd yet said nothing. She leaned forward to kiss him between the shoulderblades, and when he did not react, nestled against him to dream a while longer.