The early morning sun shone over the sleeping royals. The smaller of the two women, Enine, rolled over, her long scaled tail wrapped around her, being used as both a pillow to lay her head on and a pillow to hold. The significantly larger of the two, both in build and height, Clara, lay on her back, waking slightly. Her eyelids fluttered, exposing her crystal blue eyes to the sun's rays, her pupils shrinking to take in the light she needed. As Clara sat up, she streched her arms, definition visible as she did so. Yawning slightly, she turned to the side of the bed, planting her feet on the hardwood floor of the bedroom. As she stood, she headed to the closet, being as quiet as possible so as not to wake her sleeping wife.