Revna blinked awake as the alarm buzzed softly. One lasting benefit of her injury, she’d used a softer alarm to keep from startling herself from a dead sleep. She reached over and tapped the control to turn it off. She looked at Mike next to her and quietly got up and let him sleep. The shower could be heard running briefly. And then quiet movements. 20 minutes after getting up, Revna appeared, hair braided into small braids and then into one larger braid woven through the the copper beads. She was wearing a light grey heavy linen dress covered by a royal blue apron dress made of silk. Shoulder straps secured with gold half dollar sized Nordic wolf knot broaches connected by a delicate metal chain adorned with amethyst and rose quartz. And then a soft leather belt with a long tail in front to finish it. She secured her combadge to the belt. She walked over, leaned down and kissed Mike. “I’ll be back as soon as they are done showing off. I love you.”

At exactly 0555 Revna walked through the door to the private dinning room. Breakfast with the Ambassador at 0600. It was really too early for this, or maybe she was just not used to working to someone else’s schedule anymore. She’d been making her own schedules for years now. She entered the room and looked around, taking in every detail.
McKenzie, Diplomatic Attaché