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A gentle ray of sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. As the warmth spreads, Aelara stirs, her eyes fluttering open. The first thing she sees is Aemond, his peaceful expression framed by tousled hair. A small smile tugs at her lips as she realizes they have fallen asleep in each other's arms.
Carefully, so as not to disturb him, she untangles herself from his grasp and sits up, her gaze lingering on his peaceful form. She reaches out and brushes a stray lock of hair from his forehead, a tender gesture that reflects the depth of their bond. The softness of the moment washes over her, filling her heart with warmth and affection.
With a sudden burst of energy, Aelara hops out of bed, her bare feet landing softly on the cool wooden floor. She tugs on her favorite yellow dress, the one with little embroidered flowers, and skips over to the window, throwing it open to let in the crisp morning air.
"Good morning, Sun!" She chirps, her voice carrying the innocence and joy that only a child possesses.
The sunlight spills into the room, illuminating Aemond's sleeping form. Aelara's eyes twinkle mischievously as she concocts a plan to wake him in the most delightful way. She tiptoes back to the bed and gently nudges his shoulder.
"Emmie, wake up! It's a beautiful day outside," she whispers, her voice filled with excitement.
Aemond stirs, his eyelids fluttering open. He blinks a few times, adjusting to the brightness of the room, and then a sleepy smile spreads across his face as he sees Aelara standing beside him.
"Good morning, Aelara," He mumbles, his voice still heavy with sleep.
Aelara's face lights up with joy, and she grabs his hand, tugging him out of bed.
"Come on, sleepyhead! You won't want to miss this," She exclaims, her enthusiasm infectious.
Curiosity piques Aemond's interest, and he lets himself be led by the hand, trusting Aelara's contagious spirit. They leave the castle behind, venturing out into the vast expanse of the woods that surrounds it. The air is fresh and fragrant, carrying the scent of pine and wildflowers.
Aelara giggles and twirls around, her dress billowing out around her like a ray of sunshine. She spreads her arms wide, embracing the morning with unbounded energy and a pure, childlike delight. Aemond watches her, a mix of awe and admiration shining in his eyes.
He joins her in the dance, spinning and laughing alongside her. Their laughter blends harmoniously with the rustling leaves and the chorus of birdsong, creating a symphony of pure joy. As they frolic hand in hand, Aemond can't help but be swept away by Aelara's innocence and carefree spirit. In her presence, his worries and fears melt away, replaced by a sense of wonder and a newfound appreciation for the simple joys of life.
They stumble upon a small clearing, bathed in dappled sunlight. Aelara drops to the ground, lying on her back and staring up at the sky with wide-eyed wonder. Aemond follows suit, settling beside her, their fingers intertwined.
They lie there, side by side, gazing up at the endless expanse above. Fluffy clouds drift lazily by, their shapes morphing and transforming like characters in a whimsical story. Aelara points up excitedly, her voice filled with awe.
"Look! That one looks like a dragon riding a unicorn!"
Aemond follows her gaze, a smile playing on his lips.
"I see it too! And over there, that cloud is definitely a castle."
They spend the morning together, lost in their imagination and the beauty of nature surrounding them. They weave stories, conjuring fantastical creatures and far-off lands, their laughter and animated gestures filling the air.