Arthur easily noticed the tension between the two phoenixes. But since there was nothing he could do about it, he ignored it.
Part of him was actually relieved it wasn't his father who had come to pick him up. Then again, it made no sense for the king to pick him up for the Sun Ritual.
…that had simply never happened before.
"Well… I haven't had my bath yet. Mind picking out some clothes for me, Alex?" Arthur asked the beautiful blonde.
"You drew the bath?!" Alex raised a brow at the prince.
The prince chuckled at the scepticism behind her tone and replied, "Don't act so surprised. After losing my memories, I had to learn how to do that…" Arthur paused momentarily, noticing how odd it was to refer to different versions of himself.
The one who'd lost his memories, the one before that… and the one now. Was he going to start ranking them to see who was more powerful soon?
