The Sun Proposed to the Moon

Peace, Prosperity and Pasta

As Cale walked down the halls of the estate, the soft murmur of laughter from the children blended into the background, replaced by the quiet rustling of the night. He could hear the muffled steps and sounds of working coming from the servants within the estate. The delicious smell of meat and roasted potatoes was faint but made his stomach growl.

He was hungry.

'I forgot to eat something earlier. Guess we can just eat a late dinner together.' Cale shrugged off his body's concerns and simply kept walking. Soon, he arrived up the stairs and stood before his office door, thinking to himself.

There was a desire to dive back into work that lingered in the back of his mind. Yet the tired, innocent faces he saw earlier made him quickly turn away and walk to the main suite. He wouldn't choose work over having a nice meal with the kids.

The idea hurt his heart, and he'd rather avoid unnecessary pain.

He wasn't their father, but he was in charge of their care. Ensuring they enjoyed their meals, had a good day, and got to bed was all part of that duty.

'Besides, it's good to take a break from work.' Cale agreed with his assessment and continued to his destination. He didn't know why the idea of working so late upset him; he worked a lot in the past, so something like this should be expected, but the kids were waiting.

'Yes, it's best to take a break.'

He resigned a sigh as he arrived at the door of their bedroom. The kids had long since arrived at the room as Kim Rok Soo and Cale ensured Lock and the others were well cared for.

Cale then recalled what events had gone on earlier.

When they arrived at the medical bay, a room well-equipped with herbs, medication, and soft light that was perfect for recovering individuals. Behind them had entered Hans, Ron, and Beacrox, each carrying healing potions that shimmered as they caught the light within the room.

"Here we are," Hans said, a grin spreading across his face as he presented the potions. The smile was fake as hell, and Cale could see how the three of them looked somewhat disheveled despite the neutral expression on their faces. Ron's creepy smile, Beacrox's tired and annoyed look, and Hans' usual sweet and cheery smile. "These should help!"

Cale let out a laugh that made the three look at him.

"You three are so obvious it almost hurts to watch." Cale rolled his eyes and then looked directly at Hans. "Make sure everyone gets what they need."

Hans could feel himself get nervous, but he nodded. As he began distributing the potions, Rosalyn looked up, puzzled, and looked towards Cale.

"Potions don't work on Lock?"

Cale then turned around to her with an expression that seemed to say why she was asking something so obvious.

"They're for you." Kim Rok Soo added, inserting himself into the conversation to take Cale out of it. He placed a hand on Cale's waist, leaning over him as Cale looked up at him. They had been in the middle of a conversation, discussing the current situation regarding the noble meeting, the King's banquet, and the terrorists.

Rosalyn stared at the couple. She had seen a fantastic sight of a three-layered magic and had many things she wanted to ask. However, she said something else.

"Thank you very much."

Cale had whispered something to Rok Soo, who nodded pliantly and looked towards Choi Han, quickly calling him over. Cale then looked and gave a benign smile to Rosalyn, who flinched, promptly looked at Ron, and then back at Cale.