The celebration lasted throughout the night, with a promise of more the following day. Korra and R'lissea dragged around the party until the stars were massed in number, when it became obvious Luke wouldn't be returning soon. At that point, I politely excused myself, exhausted from the turmoil of the day. Fable escorted me to my room, where the Star Guard were sharing a cup of wine. Luxxa raised an eyebrow as I gave them a tired wave, slipping into my room with the wolf behind me. To my relief, she didn't bother reminding me he wasn't allowed in my bedroom.
I shed my clothes and wiggled into a nightgown. With a whispered spell, I lit the fireplace, setting the Aetherial Prism on the mantle. Fable stretched out before the small blaze, and I glanced between him and my bed, chewing on my lip. He looked at me, and his lip curled in amusement. I blushed as his tail curled around me, gently pulling me to him.
