Chasing Elysian

43. Cuddles

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I was tapped awake by Kairos, who had already finalized his work and arranged the papers to the side of his desk.

Yawning slighly, I stood up from the chair and followed him outside the classroom, my eyelids feeling droopy and my body heavy from tiredness.

'Ugh, moving is stress'. I complained internally, nevertheless pushing my feet to walk. Just a little bit more to bed sweet bed, and a few hours sleep before classes. 4 hours. Four fudging hours.

Absolutely. fun.

“...I originally intended to have Elan and Karissa train you but I'll be taking over your training and make better changes. Practices will be an hour every day and adjusted to your class schedules. Is that okay, tressia?” Kairos' deep voice came out extremely clear and resounded in the isolated space.

“Sure.” I nodded, walking sideways by him and taking sneaky glances at the man who kept a serene expression with a nonchalant air.

The golden lights fell upon our frame and we marched quietly in an even slow pace. Was it me or did the atmosphere just seem so calm and sensual?

Walking by his side, I was very aware of Kairos' presence and that we were alone in the hallway. And honestly, I enjoyed the silence that we engulfed in. It was comfortable.

Like taking an evening stroll with a friend who knew your problems, and assured you of assistance, wiping a significant amount of stress off your mind. Maybe I was feeling slightly dependant on the white haired creature.

Also, Kairos walking by my side-- with me, together, the whole idea was nice and interesting in a unique way. I was very comforted knowing I had someone who'd help me along this arduous journey that GCA thought it'd be great for me, THE Rosanna Graymond, to embark on.

“What do you think of a formal introduction to my mother?” He suddenly asked.

Snapping my head up to Kairos, I was astounded.

'Did I hear right?'

Kairos paused in his steps, turning to me and staring into my eyes. I mirrored his actions while I thought of a response.

“What'd you say?” I asked, furrowing my brows with confusion evident in my eyes.

Kairos' eyes shifted to the side before resting on mine. His little action elevating my curiosity.

“Queen... Nazia, my mother, would love to meet my mate- temporary mate. So I was tasked to formally introduce you to her.” He said.

“Yes, why?” That doesn't seem to answer the two pages worth of questions in my head.

“I don't know.”

“Are you joking with me?” I raised a brow, folding my hands and pursing my lips at Kairos.

Was this some kind of 4am prank? And was it necessary? I should be 10 or so steps into the future, 10 steps closer to my bed. But here I was, listening to some random puzzle.

Kairos replied with a dead serious expression. “If I was, it'd be better. But unfortunately, no. I'm not. The Queen requires your presence for reasons unknown and while I'm against that, it's only for a short discussion and your safety is apparently assured.”