Kael's eyes twitched. He lazily tightened his hug around the warm pillow that he was holding.
Soon, however, his brows furrowed.
The pillow…
It was too warm…
Did Mark piss on it?
That was the first thing he thought.
That drunkard could definitely do it as a prank, and the moment this thought got stronger, Kael's eyes sprung open.
"Mark, you bi—"
Kael was ready for a fight. However, when his gaze landed on the 'pillow' he was holding, he froze.
He looked around, and seeing the lavish room around him, he ran his hand through his hair and sighed.
'Right, anime shit happened with me.'
Gently patting Igni's belly that moved up and down as he breathed, Kael stood up from his bed and walked towards his window.
The sun had set, and the calm of night had taken over.
'Calm of night, huh…'
Kael smiled at those words. This night indeed felt a lot more calming than usual.
Kael wondered why that was the case, and soon, he got the answer.
'I… didn't see that vision today…'
