I have had dreams, beautiful dreams." The fire had burned out, and the room was chilly.
"You must go back to your own room now," he said.
Very slowly her fingers relaxed.

She held out her arms.
"Carry me," she begged.

"I am only half awake.

I want to sleep again." He lifted her up.

Her fingers closed around his neck, her head fell back with a little sigh of content.