Chapter 69
Knock! Knock!! Knock!!!
The sound came sharp at the door, loud enough to split dreams in half precise, deliberate, and eager.
The bright sun that spilled into the cozy, slightly disoriented but neatly kept room hit Kairen full in the face. The light seemed to exaggerate every sleepy line on his skin, catching the faint sheen on his lips, making him squint as he stirred. He sat up with a yawn, blinking slowly, his ears pricking just to confirm that the knock he heard wasn't from a dream.
When it came again — firmer this time — he groaned, dragged himself off the bed, shoulders heavy, hair messy and sticking in every possible direction. His eyes dull and half-shut, he slid into his fluffy slippers, catching his reflection on the full-length mirror as he trudged out. His pajamas were wrinkled, almost pleading for mercy.
