"W-why do you sound like that? Why address me like that… Oh man, I'm tired. I've finally lost it. I must be seeing things. What time is it?" The prince asked, panicking and trying to get his bearings.
Using one of the bedposts, he tried to stand and staggered wildly. A dizzy spell took hold of his body and he was sure he'd tumble to the ground.
However, he never met the ground.
A sweet entrancing perfume wafted into his nose as a strand of thin blonde hair tickled his nostrils as a soft body held him up, "Let's get you into the bath. You're far too filthy for the Sacred Chamber."
Arthur found himself relaxing under her support. Alex helped him into a chair and disappeared into the bathroom. The prince soon heard the shower turn on and ripples of water as the phoenix got the water up to the right temperature.
Arthur's drowsy eyelids slipped in and out of reality, 'This reminds me… of something from... a long time ago.'
His eyes went shut.