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Nassir awoke several hours later when it was finally dark outside. The chill of the desert air at night was significantly different from the daytime climate, and Nassir felt something was missing. Ah yes, a sheet. About to sit up, he recalled the 'pillow' he was laying on, and glanced up to see she had fallen asleep as he suggested. Good human.
Although, Nassir couldn't imagine it was the most comfortable sleeping position.

Moving carefully, Nassir was once more glad of his super human abilities and physical prowress. He gingerly scooped Tavyna up, placing her on her bed and draping a silk sheet over her. There, better. Even if being sick would keep her from going out into trouble, it could invite just as much. Somehow, Nassir had managed to keep from waking the shahzadi.

Glancing at his pillow fort, Nassir seemed to hesitate, debating on wear to sleep. the cushions were nice, but he felt unusually...chilly. yeah, chilly, not clingy or vulnerable at all. He was a powerful djinn for heaven's sake! And no human was going to make him stupid.

Floating over the bed, Nassir gently lowered himself to the foot of the bed, curling up like a dog. He kept telling himself he was simply sharing body heat, keeping to one side of the bed.
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By the time the sun began to peek through the stone window, Nassir was asleep once more. At some point during the night, he had opted to use Tavyna's belly as a pillow, one arm found itself flung carelessly over her.

"Tavyna! Get up get up! You have a big day today!" chimed Shirin, the older woman allowing herself into the princess's chambers.