Dreams (Alerron)
Alerron hadn't been sleeping, or at the very least not sleeping well.  He didn't appear tired, but Katima could tell.  He was restless in bed, moving about far more than was customary for him.  Katima said nothing for a few days, waiting for the issue to resolve itself or for Alerron to come to her with what was troubling her, but he hadn't.  Tonight, though, was different.  Lying in bed, she watched Alerron as he readied to join her, her dark eyes studying his every move.

"Beloved, what's wrong?"