It was one thing after another. Arthur was starting to remember what his days were now turning out to be. Reality seemed to be bearing down on his somewhat humble existence.
A crushing wave of new information he'd never thought to have existed, sometimes involving his nature as a phoenix, a few deadly tangos with people he shouldn't have messed with, dragons mostly and finally ending the day with a flashy catastrophe that would normally put a human in the hospital for months.
Just a day in the life of a phoenix prince.
Well... this phoenix prince. Gray was doing great!
The prince shuddered, 'I hope I don't end up skewered by some beast again this evening.'
The dreadful ending of the previous day still lingered at the back of the prince's mind like a dull ever-throbbing headache.
