Bab 206: Holy moly

[Alver's POV]

Year: 1738

Date: 14th

Month: Astralis

Time: 4:32

I looked at the stack of papers on my desk, chewing on the sweet gum-like concoction one of the chefs had invented. It was chewy, juicy, and stretched elastically when pulled – a fun jaw exercise with enough sugar to keep me awake.

Knock*

"Come in," I groaned, banging my head on the desk. Astrid walked in, placing a tray on the table.

"Brother, you should rest. It's only been a day since you came back from the Reva Kingdom," she said with concern.

"Whatever, just go," I scoffed, spitting the gum onto the wall where it stuck.

Taking a sip of tea, I looked up and cursed internally.

"Why do you have to be so rude?" Astrid teared up, pointing at her cheeks, resembling a pouting squirrel.