When I woke, it was well into the eleventh hour [Earth time]. I knew this because I looked at my watch [My watch- and many other items- Master Fandarel wanted to take and study (I still can't believe that I talked him out of doing so)]. I got out of the furs, though I did not want to. When I stood up, I let out a yelp. I then said, sitting back down on the bed, "The beds are comfortable, but the floor is stone cold -LITERALLY!". Having found, at the foot of the bed, my slip-on shoes, I put them on (Of course). Someone knocked lightly at the door and a light voice said, "Are you awake, sir?"
 I answered with a groggy, "Yes," after a pause I asked, "Where are my clothes?"
 "They should be in the press next to your bed, sir. When you're ready, I'll need to change the bed rushes, sir."
 "Fine, give me a little while," I said and started rummaging around in the chest. I found a shirt, my light green, short sleeved one, and my green pants as a match to the shirt. "Enter," I called to the door. The girl, who came in, was about a half a head [THREE INCHES FOR THOSE WHO CARE] shorter than myself, she had radiant blue eyes, long brown hair, and a trim figure. If she did not call me "sir" so often, she would be too perfect. She blushed when she noticed I was staring.
 "Please sir, don't stare," she smiled," I am not worth your notice."
 That irked me, "Who has told you that lie?!" I quelled my vehemence after I noticed her surprise, "You are quite beautiful," she blushed again. She was about to contradict me but I stepped in with, "Never let anyone say you are not beautiful, for they are very wrong!"