Moaning

"Please, make use of the extra bed," the 1st Princess said, her voice gentle but firm as she gestured toward a modest cot tucked into the corner of the tent.

She moved gracefully to her own bed, the weariness of the day weighing on her shoulders. Sitting down, she let out a soft sigh, her fingers brushing the fabric of her blanket.

Feng Shen inclined his head respectfully. "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness," he replied.

He made his way toward the bed.

The little girl trailed behind him, her small hands gripping the edge of the bed as she climbed up with a quiet huff.

She curled up near the tent wall, her movements sluggish and uncoordinated from exhaustion.

The little girl's small frame seemed to sink into the soft bedding as her eyes fluttered shut.

She let out a faint, contented sigh, her full stomach and the warmth of the tent finally lulling her into a peaceful sleep.