-The Capital-
-Celestial Realm-
Nerae opened his bakery even though Cirion had told him not to, the night had been a painfully long one, and if he remained in his little house any longer, his thoughts would drive him mad.
He told himself he didn't care about Nereqiel and that he was merely worried about the third prince because he was Cirion's younger brother. He didn't expect to see Cirion that day, he just needed to keep busy so that he could be distracted from his thoughts for a while.
The morning was a peaceful one, the skies were clear and there was a cool breeze blowing. He had come really early, so after cleaning and preheating the oven, he had enough time before he needed to get started on the first batch of pastries.