Sleep after the battle wasn't sleep.
It was… nothing.
No dreams.
No thoughts.
No memories replaying in my head.
Just a deep, empty silence.
Which, after everything I had gone through, was honestly the most peaceful thing I'd experienced in a while.
I didn't know how long I stayed like that.
Minutes.
Hours.
Days.
Who knows.
But eventually, consciousness crept back in.
My eyelids felt heavy as I slowly opened them.
The first thing I heard was the sound of distant hammering.
Metal striking metal.
Wood creaking.
Voices calling out to each other.
Repair work.
Valryn was being rebuilt.
That meant the city survived.
I stretched lazily, arms reaching above my head as my muscles loosened.
"…Mmm."
My back sank deeper into the mattress.
Wait.
Mattress?
My eyes blinked open fully.
This wasn't my guild room.
The ceiling above me was ridiculously high, decorated with intricate carvings and gold accents.
I turned my head.
Massive curtains.
Polished marble floor.
