Chapter 7 The Queen

• Daniel
• I didn’t even bother going to the Verilian airfield. I knew her plane was long gone by the time I read her note; it was a lost cause. I expected as much. What I didn’t expect was how large and empty my bed would feel sleeping in it without her. It’s completely stupid, I used to like sleeping alone, in fact, I enjoyed it. I never let women sleep in my own bed because in my experience, if you let a woman stay the night and sleep beside you, they start to get ideas, ideas they shouldn’t have-especially about me. Ideas that typically include cuddling, morning after talks, breakfast, and “when can I see you again?” Spoiler The answer is always never.
• But for some reason, sleeping alone doesn’t feel good. I used to spread out, take up as much space as I could, reveling in the fact that this bed is completely mine. No sharing with a naked woman who snores, or desperate hookup looking to snatch a royal title. No, it’s all me, and I used to like that.