With renewed hope and determination, they finish supper and retire to their chambers for the night. As they lie side by side in bed, Elysia closes her eyes, feeling a sense of peace settle over her for the first time since learning of this arrangement. Perhaps there's more to life than she ever imagined, and perhaps fate had a hand in bringing them together after all.

She reaches out, finding your hand once more and lacing their fingers together. "Goodnight, my love," she whispers softly. "

And with that, you drift off to sleep, leaving her alone with her thoughts and dreams of a future filled with possibility and happiness. As the night passes, Elysia's eyes grow heavy, and she eventually succumbs to slumber as well, content in the knowledge that she is no longer alone in this world... and perhaps not quite so different from those mortal races after all.