Later that day, when Zion had finished drafting up a few of his plans with the king in his office, it was already night and neither of them realized it until they looked outside of his office and Zion exhaled deeply.
"I didn't realize that it was this late, what time do we have to leave in order to get there tomorrow since the next day is the match?" Zion asked as he braced his head back on the couch and the king smiled at him.
"Zion, are you tired?" He asked and Zion sighed.
"No, I am not, I am just thinking, I guess," He responded.
"Zion, you cannot push yourself too much, not like this, it is not good at all, not for your health, I know you are working hard to build the city back, you are gathering a lot of things before going there, I heard you even did a few commissions from the guild as well," He said and Zion looked at him.
