The Queen Collapsed

Kaelix lay sprawled across Eirik's lap, his head resting comfortably as Eirik absentmindedly ran his fingers through Kaelix's hair.

The room was silent, except for the soft crackling of the fire and the faint sound of pages turning as Eirik quietly read from the large book in his hands.

It had been given to him by the queen earlier that week, a dense tome filled with everything he needed to know about his duties as the crown prince's consort and future queen. While the content was useful, it was also overwhelming.

"Being your consort is hard," Eirik said suddenly, not looking up from the book.

Kaelix opened his eyes, blinking as he gazed up at Eirik. His consort was still engrossed in his reading, but his tone had been laced with weariness. Kaelix frowned slightly, propping himself up on his elbows.