The afternoon went by with the three leisurely enjoying the stroll of the working sun. It was only at her request that they commenced their way back into the hallways under the Palace's roof.
Only once they were inside it, young Dioclecià acted one last time in his older brother's favour. Announcing a sudden leave, The child said his farewells to the kind woman hiding innocent intentions.
"Ah! I ought. to hurry! There are. pending studies. I must solve. by the end of today!" — A monotonous pace in his words was apparent, however...
'These b*stards... So even in medieval times, homework exists...' — The unique woman thought, finding his speech normal for he usually stuttered when nervous.
'... Was he not free from studies today?' — Zeleskiaz wondered instead.
