I was aware that I was in my bed within my private chambers. My eyes remained closed as I took in the new day ahead of me. My body felt toasted within the heavy covers on me, and I was reluctant to move from my resting position.
I heard the morning bells ring from the middle of the village, and whimpered as I threw the covers off me. Cool air immediately chilled my body and I braced myself for when my feet had to touch the frozen stone on my floor. I threw my legs over my bed and hissed and my warm feet clashed with the cold stone. I ached, and stretched my muscles to get the blood flowing through them.
Esma, my daemon, stretched from her placemat on the floor and began to clean her striped fur. The black and white pattern dazed me for a second before I shook it off.
"Good morning, Esma," I called.
Esma yawned and pawed her way over to me. She rubbed herself along my exposed legs and mewed. I scratched her ears as I yawned.
"It's a beautiful day, Cassandra. Are you as