Ask him to come to bed with you

?But I would never?? he begins, then trails off. Sir Dyer is suddenly shy, and you nearly find your heart breaking.

?Oh, no,? you clarify. ?I just want someone to hold me.? He looks up at you, still unsure of himself. Of you. ?I?m scared, Sir Dyer.?

Having his sense of chivalry appealed to, he climbs into bed and puts an arm around you. ?Please, call me Alric.?

Feeling safe in his arms, you comply. ?Good night, Sir Alric.?

It doesn?t take long before you fall asleep. The white room returns and with it a dove. The warmth is back as are the pleasant whispers. There is no sensual feeling to the room this time, yet you?ve rarely felt so comfortable in a dreamworld. So safe. The dove peers at you with curiosity before craning it?s neck and grabbing a before unseen olive branch out of the air. Walking over to you, he lays it on your chest before flying away.