After Marian had gone into her dorm, leaving Dorien alone outside, Dorien had gone off alone to let off some steam.
He knew his father had gone to see Reyland.
He could not face his Luna, Risa, at that moment, not with where his head and heart were at. So, she had not been an option.
Not even for the calming techniques he was supposed to be learning from her – not that they ever actually did what they were supposed to be doing during those sessions.
He had never regretted mixing pleasure with his meditations, until most recently.
He could feel the strain within him, but was losing the battle of control, every day.
He knew it.
He could sense it.
But he was slowly, steadily going past the point of caring.
He had not wanted anyone telling him to calm down, which was what Beta Brock
