[My lord, rise and shine].
"..."
[My lord, good morning! Rise and shine.]
"..."
[My lord, I know you are already awake...]
'What do you want, Exa?'
[I assumed you wanted to rise early, my lord.]
'And why would I want to do that?'
[Because of all the things that happened during your honeymoon. There are many things that need your attention.]
'Ugh... But isn't it a Sunday?'
[It is my lord. But you are no longer your typical 9 to 5 employee. You are a king. As such, you do not technically stop being a king just because it is a Sunday...]
I felt my mood sour as Exa woke me up with perfect sense. While it was true that I was the one who set the arbitrary limit of seven days, I wanted to wake up normally.
'Ugh, shit, I guess that was to be expected.'
