Never really slept

"Urgh what..was that." Opening his briefly closed eyes Adrian groaned put, sunlight sblinding him.

"Hate sex, my helpless little prey."

"Yeah, that I noticed."

Fingers briefly touched the bleeding wounds before Adrian noticed the sun setting.

Careful he voiced his concerns.

''What time difference is there between this island and the sword kingdom?"

''A few hours.

We arrived here when it was afternoon so considering it was around 11 when we left, it would be about six right now, I quess?"

''oh shit!"

Jumping up, he hurriedly fastened his clothes, not even bothering to wait for Cyra as he practically dashed towards that one magical tree.

''Where are you going?!?"

"Bring that thingy thingy, I need to go back to the kingdom.''

''It's a teleportation devise, based solely on magical traces.''

''Spare me the lessons and get me back.''

Clearly refusing by the way she casually leaned against the tree, Adrian stared unimpressed.

''What will you do for me?"

"Solely depends on what you want.

However..hurry up, I don't have all day.''

''Soo no other round?"

''I'm afraid there's no time. I'll make it up to you, what do you think?"

She looked so smug.

''Alright, give me a kiss.''

"All you had to do was ask.''

Gently laying a kiss on her forehead, it was his time to smugly look down upon her.

''You didn't specify where.''

''Fine, you got me this time. Just wait, till I find you next. Preferably without teens feeling you up.''

''They liked it and so did you.''

Finally swiping in annoyance the portal came in existence, the second time wisps of water crossed his entire being before he breathed in all too familiar air.

''Don't say that so nonchalantly.''

Shrugging Adrian promptly boosted his speed, running off with one last find you.

''Don't forget to tell your master.

I'll come find you later.''

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He barely made it, Cyra had been just a half hour wrong with her calculations.

The clock only know having reached six.

Standing out of breath besides the open window Adrian had only realised how dirty he had looked on the way.

His silver hair had mud and leaves in it, clothes where pretty much the same.

Luckily he managed the clean both hair and clothes, while also managing to turn his hair to it's original colour.

Just in time it seemed as a voice sounded behind it.

''Your already awake, your highness."

"Awake?

I didn't even go to sleep.''

"Where you...having nightmares, your highness?''

''Hm it happens.

How's the situation going?''

''Smoothly, it shouldn't take much longer.''

''That's good.'' Aware of the younger's eyes on him, he became acutely aware of how his neck and upper body where visible.

Not even denying his wandering gaze the boy questioned. ''Does that hurt your highness?''

Closing his coat he replied.

''It doesn't matter.''

''I can clean it, I know some cleaning and salves. In fact my grandmother thought me some authentic and working home made brews.''

''No need, anything else of importance?''

''Well, some elders have voiced their concerns about the servant spectacle.

Especially the presence of a council member nearby.''

''Are they worried that the council member in question is meddling and using his place near me to cloud my judgements?''

''For the most part yes.

Word is going around they are going to raise this issue in the next council meeting.''

''Joy.'' There was no joy inside his voice.

''There are ones already stating they are going to ask for the member to be dismissed, removal from the castle and all given luxury, lands and so on taken away.''

''I can already quess who's leading it.''

''Your quess would be accurate, your highness. There are also worries about the two disciplines and how your going to deal with them.''

''All in good time, all in good time.

Nothing else?''

''Have.....have you visited your sister in law yet.''

Blinking, he was surprised by the daring question.

The young one not usually one who voiced his questions or worries ,seeing his trialling eyes, has the boy been talking to his locked up servant ?, so easily and without tact.

Uncomfortable moving the fabric on his neck he stated. ''That's been taken care of.''

Leaving the rest to the boy's imagination Adrian silently walked away, planning to atleast ry and rest with his eyes open.

Calmly doing some paperwork and such.