*BOOK 6
*Warning- Do Not Read if you have not read The Red Dawn first.
The tale of dawn takes a dark turn as events of the past are reconstructed and unwoven.
What happens if Thanatos did end up being the king of the Greek world? What happens if N...
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It was nearly midnight and my brain was fried.
A half empty bottle of viognier and a slab of chocolate lay beside me on the furry carpet, while I tried my very best to distract myself from the damned black box that sat staring at me from across the room.
Earlier the same day I'd moved from Conrad's office to my room to study and finish up my assignments for the week, but I'd made the grave mistake of bringing the Emperor's gift with me.
After the first three hours, that pretty present really started to bother me.
I tried everything. I took breaks in between my studies; watching series and movies. I even took a walk in the gardens. After sunset, I phoned Sonya and Trita to keep my eyes from zipping back to that stupid gift, but now it was nearly midnight and I was at a loss.
I should go sleep.
Yes. I should go sleep and ignore it. That's what I should do.
I stretched out in front of my white couch and picked up the half empty bottle of white wine. I swirled the contents around and sighed softly. Drinking alone was so utterly sad...
I wonder if he likes white wine? Or does he prefer red?
I scolded myself when I realised that I'd slipped back to him again. It was so damn easy sometimes to think about him, but it was wrong. I shook my head, as if trying to rid my brain of his image. It didn't work.
I stood up from the rug and picked up the wine and the leftover chocolate. Slowly, I walked towards the kitchen to place them in the fridge. My dorm in Donata was rather large- it was more of a bachelor's flat, seeing as I was appointed as an Archmage in training. Not all students were as fortunate. I shared my private courtyard with Samaria and Alexus. It was fun having them around now and then, but today I'd just wanted to be alone with my thoughts.
Regretting that decision now- I thought as I glanced at the black box again. Maybe I should just send it back? Why would he send me a potion in the first case? So strange... He makes zero sense sometimes.
I rolled my eyes at my own mind and walked towards the bathroom. I slowly began preparing for bed, but even in the shower, all I could think about was the potion. I contemplated how bad three, or even five minutes, could really be?
Should I just do it? Should I just drink it and get it over with? He won't know...
I stepped out of the shower and shielded myself from the cold with a fuzzy, white bathrobe. My bare feet walked past the television, towards the wardrobe. I was trying to pay attention to the cooking show on the TV, but my eye caught sight of the box when I stepped past to grab some underwear. I stopped.
I stared at it.
Maybe I could just drink half of it? That's a minute or two of... whatever it's supposed to be?
