Maybe that was why he kept drifting back to Sarai’s side, her presence chased away the nightmares and he slept through the night without incident. He knew that he shouldn’t, if she woke up and saw him she would be unhappy, but the feeling of security that radiated between them was enough to keep him staling a few hours of uninterrupted sleep by her side.
Eyal’s gaze fell on Sarai’s sleeping face as he gently brushed the back of his fingers over her dark brown hair.
“Just one more night,” he whispered to himself as he sat down in the chair next to the bed and closed his eyes. His entire body froze when he felt Sarai’s hand graze over his own.
“Why do you always sleep in that chair?” Sarai asked in a sleep clouded voice.
“My apologies princess, I’ll go back to my room,” Eyal replied as he began to rise.
“No, you don’t have to leave. I just want to know why,” Sarai told him, the sleep dissipating from her head. “I’m not angry Eyal.” Eyal let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding and sat back down.
“I… I sleep better when I’m with you,” he murmured, his eyes refusing to meet her gaze. “Your father told me to never take my eyes off of you so when I’m alone at night I feel anxious and worried. I guess I took his order a little too seriously.”