Alora stared at the man called Agrias for a moment after he'd made his comment about training to beat her next time. She then sat down next to him and starting laughing softly. Oh how it felt good to laugh. She hadn't had a good laugh in so long. It was refreshing. Alora smiled at Agrias and just laid back on the grass next to him staring at the clouds.
Agrias propped himself up on one arm and watched her for a moment realizing she had drifted off to sleep. How innocent the Empress of this country looked while she was sleeping was his first thought. 'And how beautiful', was his next one. A steady blush crept up his face and Agias shook his head to rid himself of such thoughts. Alora was the Empress. Even if he thought of her that way, it would never happen. He was but a lowly commoner in her world.