Another nod, and a smile that creeps out. Without the pressure of all the courtiers watching them, staring at them, and undoubtedly listening at the door, it came much freer than last night. No longer so stiff and restrained by position and title.

"Happy," she answers back. Her thumb brushed his cheek, and somehow, after everything else, it seemed so unimportant, and yet, the most important. Here, naked in bed together, they were not those other things. Or at least, she wanted to have a space where she could get to know him.

"Gilia." Gil-ee-ya, she rounds it out slowly, for him to learn it. Her name. Just her name.