Thesius stumbled into his room, he'd gotten carried away in celebration with some of the other Ederian officers. Moving in a half dance, half slump across the floor, peeling off the layers of clothing that he was wearing.
Finally when he was down to nothing but his linen trousers, he slid himself under the thick comforter in his bed. Nestling down, he thought over the day quickly, quite pleased with himself. He was slightly scared at the idea that was enjoying all this politics, but the thought was cut short by a sudden snore.