Thereon, the rulership of the Shadow Realm settled. The people, conveniently dubbed, 'Shadows' trained without interruption. One could say, the news of Zeus periodic slumber brought upon the mortal and divine realm peace and quiet. In retrospect, such would have been earlier deduced per Syhton's untimely visit.
Without much trouble, the day advance to the 7th of October. By then, Thena and Nike were used to live at the manor. *Driing,* commonly rose the day, and so woke Igna in a larger-than-life bed. Draconis, Saniata, and Vanesa curled and scattered throughout the map-like sheets.
'Two days,' he thought and made for the corridor, *click,* the opposite bedroom opened to fatigued looking gentlemen. "Thena and Nike," he said, "-good morning," a courteous hug headed for the washroom.
"Aren't you ashamed to share such a private moment in the company of young maidens?"
