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Ͼ10: ŁФVΞŁSS ЖΞΞК

Paris's POV:

It's been days, almost a week since Richard fell asleep. Victor has been training me for the most part because Dante has been running off with his mate to go horse back riding and has been treating him to whatever his heart desires- spoiling him. The maids have been taking care of Richard well, feeding him and cleaning him daily. Since that night he smiled in his sleep, he's been like he's dead and hasn't reacted to anything done to him, leaving me alone to suffer training and suffer being alone by his side. The maids had gotten me up this morning like always, and I was sitting at Laurence's morning table with the rest, a small bowl of some sort of breakfast in front of me with sweet smelling blood off to the side. The dragon was squealing in happiness as he played in his milk once again, drinking from it every few seconds before he would jump out and race across the table towards Laurence then run back and pounce into his bowl. "So... has he woken up yet?" I heard Dante ask me softly from across the table. "It's been... a week, right? Close to it."

"No," I grumbled and crossed my arms. I'm going to kick his ass when he does wake up. This is ridiculous. There's no way he can be that tired.

"Maybe we should start checking on him every few hours," Dante suggested, looking me over. "Laurence did say it would be a few days... and it's been more than a few days. He should be up by now." Victor sighed and took a sip of his drink.

"Richardo is so behind on his training.... Paris could easily kick his ass with all the training I've given him," he murmured and then sunk down in his seat with a frown. The dragon let out a playful roar towards his bowl then licked the milk up with a loud purr before he raced back at Laurence and pounced at his hand then raced back to his milk bowl happily, full of energy.

"Oh that reminds me," Laurence said and chuckled. "Dante, you need to go home for a day." Dante frowned at him.

"What? I have to go home to their parents today? Geez..." He got to his feet then and looked at Reuben. "I'll be back, my love," he purred and kissed the top of his head before he teleported away, disappearing from sight with the glass of blood. Laura giggled then and looked towards Reuben.

"Want to run off and go see what the horses are up to?" She asked him and smiled sweetly towards him. "Val could play with Victor and Paris today."

"I'd much rather Val be with me today," Laurence purred out.

"I don't mind. I need to check on them anyways." Reuben gave her a smile.

"LAURENCE!" I heard a cute young boy's voice call. Baleen ran in and up to Laurence with a teddy bear. "My mommy made one to match mine. Here you go," he said and held it out to him. The small dragon perked up at Baleen's voice before he raced over to the edge of the table and called out to him, fluttering his wings before he leapt for Baleen quickly. Baleen giggled and tossed Laurence the teddy bear and caught the dragon. "I came up with a name for you too," Baleen told him. "I decided to call you Mayloi. You're going to be Mayloi. What do you think Laurence?" He asked and held out the dragon to him.

"I like it," Laurence purred out. Mayloi looked at Baleen then ran up to his shoulder, nestling against his neck with a loud purr before he nipped at Baleen's ear. Baleen giggled and gave him a sweet look. "Mayloi is a cute name... and this stuffed animal is great. Could you take it to my bedroom?" Baleen giggled and nodded before taking the teddy bear back and hugged it.

"Only if you promise to sleep with it," Baleen told him. Mayloi jumped from Baleen's shoulder back onto the table and raced back to his bowl, jumping into it. I suddenly heard a scream from the other side of the castle, making Mayloi look up from his bowl in confusion. Laurence frowned and got to his feet in alarm. Mayloi started to cry as there was another scream from the same source, and he whined in the bowl, shrinking down quickly as he gave another sharp cry. Victor got to his feet and frowned.