The bright morning sunlight streamed happily through the large glass windows of the master bedroom. It hit the soft white pillows on the bed, creating a warm, golden glow in the quiet room.
Camilla woke up with a long, loud yawn. She kept her eyes closed for a moment. She stretched her body slowly, pushing her arms high above her head and pointing her toes toward the end of the mattress.
She felt incredibly comfortable. The thick wool blankets were soft and warm.
Then, her brain fully woke up. She slowly opened her eyes. She looked up at the tall wooden posts of the bed and the beautiful ceiling.
She completely stopped stretching. She lowered her arms to her sides. She blinked twice, looking completely confused.
"Why am I on the bed?" Camilla asked herself out loud. Her voice was thick with sleep.
She clearly remembered last night. She remembered sleeping on a thick blanket on the floor.
