Ronan returned to the mansion late at night, his body sore from hours of solitary training in the woods. The grand estate was cloaked in shadows, with only the dim lights lining the hallway offering a faint glow.
As he stepped into his room, he stopped abruptly. His eyes landed on the sofa chair near the window, Leia was curled up there, fast asleep.
A frown creased his brow.
'What is she doing here?' he wondered, stepping closer.
He reached out, intending to wake her gently, but before his fingers could brush her shoulder, Leia abruptly woke up. She blinked rapidly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before looking up.
A soft yawn escaped her lips as she covered her mouth. "You're back," she murmured.
"What are you doing here?" Ronan asked.
