“This is driving me nuts.”
The frustrated Alver Crossman said as he threw himself on the sofa and pushed back his hair with his hand, not caring about his princely image the slightest bit.
“...At least he's not coughing up blood.”
A dejected Choi Han said as he was holding the hilt of his sword and taking his sword in and out of his scabbard repeatedly as if trying to calm himself down with that.
“We still don't know what the unlucky bastard went through before the little kid went to him,” Eruhaben said with a calm voice, ignoring the raging gold dust around himself, “But it doesn't seem to be a pleasant experience.”
Nobody said anything, but the gloomy expression on their face and the chill that filled the whole Castle of Light clearly expressed their thoughts.
All of the people in this Castle had clearly seen the way their beloved commander would blank out before fainting, just to suffer from nightmares that were closer to a panic attack.
They had seen the redhead stare aimlessly at the wall or outside of the window of his room while sitting on a rocking chair before, but this looked different.
‘It looked like times in which the young master would start his 'rest', and then sleep all day.’
Ron recalled the times in which Cale would try to rest, or rather, heal.
He recalled how Cale would sleep all day but obviously suffer from some kind of nightmare. The times he would just stare out of the window or into a wall in a daze while looking like a puppy that was completely drenched from the rain.
“...His condition has worsened.”
Ron couldn't help but say that. Choi Han stopped sheathing his sword and frowned, Alver pushed back his hair in annoyance, and simply put, anyone who knew a bit about Cale's 'rest' time just couldn't help but feel depressed.
‘...Just what the hell happened to him?’
Duke Deruth wanted to ask this question just like others, but he knew that no one could answer him. No one except his son, who never talked about what he went through.
He too knew what Cale really meant when he said he wanted to be a slacker, how he would be in a daze if left alone, and just how sometimes his son looked as if he would disappear next second.
It was just that he didn't want to make it all worse by mentioning it. At those times, he and the other members of the Henituse family, just like Cale's other friends and close colleagues, would try their best to help Cale rest silently.
“How interesting.”
The heavy silence was broken by the comment of Sheritt, who had been staring out of the window since earlier.
“...What do you mean, ma'am?”
Eruhaben asked as he turned to her.
“Can't you feel it, Eruhaben?”
Eruhaben and all the other dragons turned toward where Sheritt had been looking at.
“...Mom, something feels weird.”
Dodori muttered and tilted his head. Mila frowned and patted his pink hair.
‘... Something feels really weird.’
She could feel it as soon as she looked out of the window, but she couldn't understand what it was.
“...What the hell is this?”
Rasheel felt that too, it was a wonder how none of them had felt it before looking out of the window.
“...So that's how it is.”
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