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claiming his queen 7

"I must go to the waking for a few hours..." Morpheus's velvety voice cut through the foggy mess of your mind.

You had a headache the past week, a dull ache that burrowed from your eye to the base of your skull. Despite the pain, you looked up and gave a strained smile. A frown tugged at the corner of Morpheus's mouth as he looked at you through a fringe of ebony locks. In front of him lay the remains of an omelette half eaten. He made sure to at least eat a meal a day with you. It was nice even in the silence that lingered; it was comforting. It didn't make the circumstances all the more normal, but Morpheus had tried. He had even filled the room with flowers made for you, just you. They were large fig-like petals stained a deep red that faded into white hanging over the vases. He filled every room with the sweet-smelling flowers, calling them "His heart". Mainly because Matthew told him it's what courting couples did. He was training.

A sigh escaped his lips as he stood, drawing you out of your ramblings. "Is there anything you require before I depart, My Dream?" Every time he would ask, and every time you declined but today, before you even really thought about it, the words had left your lips.

"I would like to visit the library." Your words seemed foreign to you; it was strange almost to have to ask permission.

''I had thought of taking you there after I concluded with fixing the Dreaming. I would very much like to give you the tour." he pouted, actually pouted.

"Perhaps you can join me after... take me on your tour when you come back." You almost hit yourself for how timid you sounded; part of you was excited to have some company; apart from Matthew, the days had been lonely.

Morpheus's face broke into a rare smile; he swooped over and kissed the crown of your head. "That would be an honour. Till then, my love, I will have Matthew take you there before he joins me."

Matthew guided you through the hallways and corridors to the grand library, so grand that it put every other library to shame. It went up at least several floors and across, you dared even to guess.

You were so in awe of the masterpiece in front of you that you didn't see the dark-skinned woman dropping the book to the desk as she harshly pulled on her overcoat in a rush to meet you.

"...My lady..." a strange woman scurried out from behind one of the stacks, straightening her coat as she went. "Forgive me, My Queen... I did not expect you." She bowed deeply, remaining in the position gazing at the floor.

''Please stand up; you don't have to bow or call me your queen. My name is..." You whispered frantically, stepping closer to the bent figure.

Slowly rising, the woman cocked her head. "With all due respect, you are my master soulmate that makes you a ruler of this realm, and to call you anything else would be an insult.''

''I'm not the queen. I barely know Morpheus."

The librarian frowned slightly and nodded, her kindly face so expressive in the light of the large window that dominated the room. "Then perhaps My Lady would be more appropriate... I am Lucienne, your humble servant. How may I be of assistance?"

Lucienne smiled as she took you through the lower parts of the library, declining to show you the rest in favor of letting Morpheus guide you through your private library. You didn't know what to do with one, but it was a nice gesture.

''Matthew informed me of your preference for fantasy and crime fiction, so I have taken the liberty of setting some books aside for you to peruse along with some refreshments.'' Lucienne bowed again as she herded you into a little nook by a bay window, looking out onto the gardens filled with your flowers, the red edges peaking out against the green.