Charles
Day came soon after that. Although Charles might not even able to classify as it being daytime anymore, because he woke up just when the sun almost sets, meaning he had slept for almost a day since being together with Arthur. He was woken up by the sound of gentle rustling made by Mikaela as she was closing the window curtain.
“Oh!” The maid exclaimed when she saw the old man slowly sat up.
“O-Old man Charles-!” Mikaela stammered when Charles suddenly rose up a hand in front of her, signalling her to keep quiet. Beside the old man, Arthur was sleeping soundly as he clasped the old man’s other hand.
Lowering his gaze to Arthur, Charles lowered his raised hand and carefully caressed Arthur’s glossy black hair, a gentle smile etched on his face.
“What time is it?” He asked; while
