At noon the next day, when the room was filled with light, Tilan slowly sat up from the bed.
Got up a bit late today, she leaned against the headboard, feeling somewhat lazy, not wanting to move.
Her fingers lightly pressed her forehead, the slight coolness clearing her mind a bit, and then her light blue eyes looked out the window, the trees in the courtyard had already budded, it was truly the beautiful season of spring.
Last night, she was too immersed in past memories, and mental fatigue is not as easily recovered as physical, in fact, this kind of viewing utilizes her own authority related to time and space to reproduce the remnants on the crystal, consuming quite a bit.
Stretching lazily on the bed, Tilan still felt a bit sleepy, wanting to crawl back into the covers and continue sleeping, but now she is the leader of the Chasing Star Covenant, many people are watching her actions, if she really slept until evening, it might seem a bit damaging to her image.
