Elise close behind, practically tripping over herself with giddiness.įelicia retracts her hand, suddenly embarrassed. “Hi, big bro!” A familiar bright voice resounds through the night.Ĭamilla walks up to the two, swaying her hips like a model on a runway.
Your eyes have dark circles under them, Milord.” Felicia’s hand gravitates instinctively for her master’s face. Yes, I am having trouble sleeping tonight.” Actually this whole week, but he neglects to mention that. “I don’t mean to sound rude Milord, but you look incredibly exhausted.” It was his opium, his drug, the means that kept him sane.įelicia was staring up at him with a furrowed brow. The hot springs is the tar that drags him down into the bottomless pit of sleep. He runs his hand through his matted hair. He wants to scream, but he settles for a frustrated sigh for the woman in front of him. “They’re what?! I-I mean no, no, it isn’t a big deal. “I hope it isn’t a burden, we’ve been in there for such a long time.” “O-oh … Then you must know, Milord, some girls from the army stole the springs for a few hours.” Felicia’s cheerfulness evaporates. “Hello Milord!” Felicia, face red from the heat of the spring, walks out of the double doors of the bathhouse. Once dressed, he opens he door to his tree house and meets with the cold breeze of night. He drags his bare feet out of bed and reaches for a shirt to put on. His nightmares went from tolerable to him becoming an insomniac within weeks. His dreams would be of his mother, impaled by his Yato while the bodies of his siblings lay beneath her in a heap of blood and guts. If Kamui was ever graced with slumber, it was because the devil wished it. Repeatedly running his hand through his bed hair again and again, frustrated at himself. The dragon prince was incredibly tired, his eyes swollen and red.
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