Entering his room, Aether instantly jumped onto his bed, headfirst into his pillow. He had missed it... a lot; having a bed had not been something he had the pleasure of experiencing a lot of times. He was either sleeping on the ground or on some rags; the best he'd had were the beds in the inns he went to, but even those were bad.
He was also lucky that a lot of these people inside the Wonderland used a favour system, instead of currency for people from other books, which was really nice, since he didn't have to worry about making money, but rather just helping someone milk a cow or something like that.
And he wasn't joking; he had actually done that. He wasn't the best at it.
Turning around in his bed, he stared at the ceiling for a second... There was a lot on his mind, a lot of questions... and he had no one to talk to. He could go back to A., but the boy had work to do as a King, even if his Kingdom was hollow and soulless, so he didn't want to talk to him that much.
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