Sebastian had never been tired since he gained Ardalas' blessing. Not even mentally.
His head was always clear, and his body was always fresh. Even with nightmares every night, the stress from the war and his task as a ruler, and the physical pressure.
He never felt fatigued.
Sebastian finished his work for that day, not feeling like he had lost any energy. But when he walked back to his room, opening the door to a dark and quiet chamber, he instantly felt drained.
His eyes started to feel dry and heavy, while his back started to stiffen. His mind started to blur, and his automatic action from muscle memory started to take over.
He took off his outer attire, his belt, and his shoes. He walked toward the bathroom and gave himself a quick shower before wearing his robe. It was not until he sat on the chair near the bed that he saw his wife sleeping peacefully there.
He was instantly relaxed. Tired but cozy.
It felt like home.
It felt like...
"What's wrong...?"
