This was definitely not a bed he'd been in before.
Juhvek had been contently set to his chores just after lunch when the sweet, beckoning calls of one of High Reaches maiden queen's had rung out, ensnaring all who were within the caldera into a fairly normal frenzy. He'd long stopped fighting it when that lustful tugging came for his mind, but every time he couldn't help but wish they got a
bit more warning.
He'd woken up in enough riders' beds that he'd have assumed he'd simply been caught up with another if the young woman curled up with him wasn't familiar in the way most candidates were at this point. Nisadee, he believed. Even if the name wasn't correct, the features were at least recognizable.
"Seems we've put someone out of their bed," he commented dryly, half lifting the bedding as if, with some dryly executed amusement, he was making sure there wasn't secretly a third person still sleeping in their bed with them.