pov adrian -1-

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by smileyuto

by smileyuto

"I don't think I'm ready."

"I'm afraid you don't have much of a choice, Your Highness."

The King's former advisor took a pace forward, saying, "The people want you to."

His eyes softened, however, when Adrian sank down into a chair, sadness crossing his face.

"But... it's only been a week since..." his voice slowly grew smaller and vanished, overtaken by a suffocating silence. The advisor bowed his head. "I know. Just take some time to think about it, and you may consider asking the Queen for her input tomorrow morning."

Adrian softly nodded his head.

"It is getting quite late, Your Highness. Please get some rest now."

"I will. Thank you, Damien." A small smile tugged at the young man's lips.

Damien smiled in return before excusing himself from the room, calling, "Good night, Your Highness," before gently shutting the door.

Adrian solemnly dragged his feet toward his bed, which stood sturdily by the back wall. Sitting down on the edge of his mattress, he realized how heavy his bones felt. Ever since the week before, sleep had become rarer. He functioned every day on less than three hours of sound sleep, and if he did sleep, his mind was haunted by dark, shadowy figures which tormented him even upon jolting awake.

Disregarding the bright lights which still shone brightly in his room, Adrian lowered his body into bed and rubbed his face with tired hands. Damien was right: he needed to get some sleep, or else he would fall ill. Closing his eyes, he thought to himself, I'll find Mother in the morning and ask what she thinks.

However, the next morning, Adrian woke to the news that his mother was nowhere to be found.

sorry it's so short, trust me, i have more, i just want to make sure i pace this right

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