A new day came to the realms as the sun climbed through the celestial canvas its low tilt on the southern arch made its golden rays wash across the land like a wave of gold, shrouding the fields of the realms in a golden blanket.
When Lucian fade out of his trance he felt a heavy weight in his arms, only to find, the 'Destitution of Souls' in his hands again, his hands were unconsciously stroking the cover filling him with a sense of comfort and warmth.
As he breathed out he sighed softly as he returned it to the inventory, not paying any attention at all to why it was out of the inventory once again.
It didn't take long for the servants to come into his room, where they once again assisted him through his routine of getting dressed, once again he noticed those little smiles and sniggers they tried to hide as they did their duty.
