Nanna and Loki awoke a couple hours later to find the living room empty, an unusual sight. Normally at least one of the adults were there to greet them when they woke up.
"Maybe they're still sleeping." Loki guessed while rubbing his eyes, he was quite tempted to go back to bed himself.
"Perhaps. I'll check the dungeon so why don't you knock on master's door."
"Ok." The young phoenix kin dragged his tired body towards Frost's door and knocked but didn't receive any response, so he returned to his sister's side. They'd been thoroughly educated not to intrude into Frost's room ever since he began his relationship in earnest with Maya and Daki. Frost didn't want to traumatise the kids with something they weren't ready to see. The most Loki was allowed to do was knock on the door and ask for a response.
"No response, are they in the dungeon?"
