Elandir's parents were almost done with breakfast when he arrived in the dining hall. He woke up late that morning because he stayed up until after midnight thinking of Marina, Chris, and his life.
He found his parents laughing and full of life and energy feeding each other lovingly at the dining table while he was wearing a long face and there were dark circles under his eyes.
He slumped on the dining chair catching his parent's attention.
"Are you feeling sick, Son? Is the council tiring you too much with your transition?" Tyrion asked.
"No, Father. I am not sick and the council is not tiring me out. I couldn't sleep last night and slept in the morning," Elandir said before putting some food on his plate.
"What's keeping you up all night?" Ydril questioned with worry.
