He touched a carved flower at one side.

There was a tiny sighing from overhead and instantly across the top spread a veil of blackness, impenetrable to light but certainly not to air, for through it pulsed little breaths of the garden fragrances.

The room filled with a cool twilight, refreshing, sleep-inducing.

The green dwarf pointed to the couches.
"Sleep!" he said.

"Sleep and fear nothing.