"Uggggh," Alexander, with his eyes still closed, groaned when he felt his body being pushed by something moving against the side of his body.
Alexander had one arm under his head, and the other was bent and wrapped around the front of his body. His eyebrows twitched when he felt the sensation again. Something was trying to get him to wake up, but he didn't want to. His body felt heavy, he was nauseated, and his head hurt even worse than the night before.
"Alex, get the hell up!" A deep voice commanded.
His eyes fluttered open to see the blurry outline of his brother, Prince Lucas, above him. It was rare to see his brother out of his armor, so he was quite surprised to see him wearing his formal clothing instead of the silver chestplate he usually adorned. He still had his greatsword sheathed on his back.
"Why are you here?" Alex muttered as he felt his brother give him a swift kick to the thigh. "Ouch! What the hell was that for?!"
