Satlyn suddenly woke up in her bed, feeling her heart ache for some reason. She looked up, in her stupor expecting to see her husband, but was alone as she had been for days. She reached and gripped his pillow, pulling it close and just hugging it. It still had his rich scent in the fabric, Hulara always smelled like sage and sea salt and it brought her enough peace in her lonliness to put her back to sleep.