“This is true,” she purred in agreement, in her unique accent.
He could picture her small body stretched out feline-like, on her large king-sized plush
bed, luxurious pillows completely dwarfing her. She would laugh and say just because she didn’t sleep, it didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the comfort of a nice soft bed.
He didn’t know if she were joking or not, but he had never known a time in the few years
he’d known her she’d actually slept. He knew that Dafina must sleep, he didn’t know if she did so in the same way most people did.
“We need you. Lie down Nicolai and I will help you.” There was real affection in the
Amazon’s voice.
“Thank you, Princess.”
“Ila l-liga,” she softly bid him farewell.
After he’d replaced the phone on its receiver, Nicolai thought back over their
conversation. Sighing deeply, he turned on his side and closed his eyes. He desperately held back the images that would play behind his closed lids, like a frame from an old familiar movie.
He allowed his breathing to slow down and calmed his heart rate; until he reached the
condition he needed to be, to receive Dafina’s aid. Slowly, he entered into the state between consciousness and sleep. Once there, he reached for and accepted, the gentle brush of the
intangible hand, that softly touched his….
