Julian settled down after the hot bath that washed him clean of his tiredness.
He handed Lucius to one of the maids, knowing they couldn't sleep in the same room, but he worried that Lucius would not be able to sleep alone in a new place, so like before, he asked the maid to take Lucius to his father once they were done bathing him.
"Huff," Julian breathed as he sat down, cleaning his hair with a towel.
Then, a knock came on his door. It sounded familiar, and he just knew if he delayed by even a second, the knocker would come in anyway.
"Come in," he yelled and the door clicked open.
The Duke walked in, wearing a robe that exposed more of his chest than his clothes did.
"I see you still aren't asleep," he said and Julian nodded.
"I just got out of the bath," he said and Alaric looked around, inspecting the fireplace and the level of warmth in this place.
The windows were opened but it still wasn't cold.
It was the kind of room the people of the North envied.
