After having his fill of mana stones, Lewis finally allowed himself a moment of rest.
He took a warm bath, washing away the lingering dust and exhaustion from the day. By the time he stepped out, refreshed and dressed in clean clothes, a tray of snacks was already waiting for him.
Of course, it was Draen's doing.
The dragon lord had become strangely attentive whenever Lewis was involved. Ever since learning how frail Lewis's body was compared to his own, Draen seemed convinced that Lewis required constant care and supervision. Whether it was meals, supplements or rest, Draen never missed an opportunity to remind him to take care of himself.
Unable to argue against the overly concerned dragon, Lewis obediently finished his snacks and drank the supplements prepared for him.
Only after that was he finally left alone with his thoughts.
