He admittedly had cleared most of his schedule to be available to Dimitri, knowing full well the man would be resistant. He expected to be afforded a lot of uncomfortable silence, and that was fine. He retires to the chamber next door, but finds that sleep eludes him.
Many hours late into the night, he lays awake, listening for that bell that he doubts Dimitri will use. He was resistant to asking for anything when he was in the best of moods, why should now be any different?
And yet, here he is, sliding out of bed and cracking open the door to the next chamber, peeking in to see if he's resting or not.
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Many hours late into the night, he lays awake, listening for that bell that he doubts Dimitri will use. He was resistant to asking for anything when he was in the best of moods, why should now be any different?
And yet, here he is, sliding out of bed and cracking open the door to the next chamber, peeking in to see if he's resting or not.