Chapter Hundred-Eighty-Six – Arguing
For the next ten minutes, Sorren stayed at a place before he rose up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes in an attempt to be fully awake.
"I can't sleep on anything that isn't a bed, huh?" he sighed. "Then how did I sleep during the meeting?"
"Because you're awfully lazy."
The Prince smiled on hearing Zeldris 's voice. The young man barely knew him yet could figure that out? "Well, you're not wrong." he shrugged.
There was nothing better to do so he really wanted to slack around. His older brother doesn't have time for him, as always. "I came to see you though."
Zeldris was carrying Marino, the boy was asleep on his back. "Well, if it's about the Princess—"
"No, I try not to speak of her with you since you're bound to be partial to her." Sorren waved his hand dismissively. "I wanted to ask about the guest she had."
