*Aurthur sighed in contentment, curled around his mate. They had decided to have Auntie watch the hatchlings this morning so that they could sleep in late and have a day of rest to themselves.

As of now they were in bed, with the magic box on. It was showing many pictures of beautiful gardens, no doubt giving his mate ideas for the upcoming gardening season.*

Would you like me to turn the box off, love, so that we might get a little more rest?