BLACKFOREST REIGN

CHAPTER SIX

His mind was awake but his eyes remained closed. He didn't want to move nor did he want to wake up. He was tired. 

When he arrived in their quarters and checked the time, it was a few minutes past 1 in the morning. 

He tried to go back to sleep, to pretend that the movement from outside their room and constant clashing of equipment didn't bother him.

But the noise had been too much that it made Pran open his eyes. He groaned and rose from his pillow repressing the urge to whine and complain.

Pran was one with a routine, sleep early and wake up early but since he had been occupied up until morning, he slept in. He stretched his arms, earning himself a yawn in the process.

Just then movement beside him and within the sheets made him still. He slowly turned his head and found Pat sound asleep and with a doll in his hands.

Pat was sprawled on his side of the bed taking most of his available space. He eyed him.

Pran stared at Pat, but mostly at the doll in his hands clustered into a tight hug. It was bluish in colour with patches of white there and there.

Pran continued staring at it, the make out of the doll was weird. But somehow the scene before him was cute.

Who knew Pat, the most popular guy in school, star player of the school rugby team not to mention the leader of BlackForest would sleep with a doll in his hands.

He softly chuckled, removing the sheets gently from him and tiptoed to the bathroom, occasionally glancing at him to make sure he hadn't woken him up yet. Once inside he shut the door softly. 

"_" 

Checking the time, it was 10:05 hrs and still Pat was asleep.

Honestly, how many hours did he actually need for his sleep to be complete.

Pran was all dressed up and ready for the day while Pat was still in bed.

He had thought perhaps he would wake up while he was bathing, or when he was dressing up but no, Pat had slept through, even the noise the maids made was enough to wake Pran up but not enough to wake Pat. 

He stomped his feet and walked to Pat's bedside.

He shook him gently, the only response he got was a groan and him turning to look at the other side. He shook him again this time vigorously. 

"I'm awake! I'm awake! " he said, his eyes half open

"Wake up, take a bath, and get dressed. We have meetings with the High Council and members of the factions" Pran stated, "The first meeting starts at 1100 hrs. Knowing you, you will be done in 20 minutes giving us time to talk about Aran before talking to the High Council '' he said as he left the room. 

"_" 

And in exactly 20 minutes, Pat had been done. It still baffled Pran just how short of time Pat took to get himself ready.

But in the midst of his doubt he still could see the freshness and youthfulness of his skin. 

Looking at today's schedule they had back to back meetings. The first one they needed to get through was with the High Council.

Pran hoped they readied themselves for those old folks. 

They were currently having their breakfast, prepared and brought by the maids.

It's a pity that they had beaten Pran to cooking. He would have loved to fix breakfast for the two of them.

Growing up alone, Pran was taught to do everything for himself. To wash and iron his clothes, do his own cooking and cleaning around the house.