Sylvester did not need to sleep anymore, at least not for a month. He spent his time training in Elven Magic in his room while Miraj snored beside him, half on his lap and half on the bed. Sadly, without seeing any progress, the sun appeared outside the window and bathed the room with warmth.
"Mwah." Miraj yawned big and looked around with his sleepy eyes. "That was the best sleep. I'll go and wake up big mum now."
Miraj being the free spirit, wasted no time and flew out of the window to go to the adjacent room. That left the young Prince Rex with Sylvester. The boy had refused to go to his room the previous night and only fell asleep after listening to ten stories from Sylvester. Regrettably, Sylvester knew he couldn't tell him all his adventures since they were too gruesome, so he copied and pasted some stories from his last world. After all, every kid loves dwarves, princesses, a prince in the desert, and a ghost who fulfills all wishes.
