He realized a second later that he hadn't. Percival had only shut the door in his mind. Presently, the guards were still waiting for a response. One was already calling his name as if he dozed away.
Percival wished he could doze away. Dozing away was all he wanted to do now. To take himself far into a deep, sweet sleep.
"Sir Hero?"
'Mhm?'
Percival's eyes widened, then narrowed. He remembered why the guards were here. Baron Eutheo wanted to see him.
Percival could barely recall his earlier meeting with the man. Even then, he had been sleepy, and till now, he was yet to be embraced by the wings of slumber.
How unfortunate.
"Does he demand my presence now?" Percival asked.
"He requests your presence, Sir Percival," a guard was careful to use the word 'request.' "But as the Baron has an important travel tomorrow, it is paramount that you see him now. There likely would be no other opportunity."
