Oriya wasted no time in convincing his nurse to escort him outside. As pleasant as the Sun Room was with the sun warming the recliners, there was nothing like fresh air to relax his aching muscles and soothe the errant throb behind his eyes. The swordsman fought back an exasperated sigh, now if only the young woman accompanying him would be silent, perhaps he could relax sooner than expected.

Oriya couldn't have been happier when she finally left him. He shook his head at her retreating figure and seated himself in a warm patch of sunlight. Once done, the man stretched out, allowing the warmth of the sun to ease him into a semi-relaxed state despite the slight roiling in his stomach. A bit of rest would do him some good...