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Callox POV

The next morning I woke up in one of the guest rooms, my head felt heavy, probably from my intake of alcohol last night,

I called in one of the servers for some hangover soup, before entering the cold shower,

When I was done, I put on my clothes, and a server came in with a steaming hangover soup,

I ate it with the bitter taste lingering in my mouth, after which I headed to check up on Rayell, we had a huge fight yesterday, and I felt really bad for being a jerk to her, most of the things I said, even though were my feelings was under the effects of the alcohol,

For I would never have spoken that harshly to her, I strolled down the hall and straight to our room,

I however was greeted with the sight of Liam, he looked disoriented and scared,

“Good morning Sire”,

“Is anything the matter?”,

“It’s-, I believe your presence is needed at the trusted circle meeting, Sire”,

I wanted to push on further, but I decided to leave it, better to check on Rayell and go answer it afterwa