Two A.M with Him

Chaol was conscientiously staring at the glass of red wine on his fingers. He was sitting near the fireplace, all alone in silence. The only thing he could hear was the burning crisp of the wood as the embers gently surround the air.

He unbuttons the neck portion of his white buttoned shirt and leaned against the soft cushion behind him.

2 AM was Chaol's new favorite hour.

The silence became his solace after everyone in his household falls into a deep slumber. The quiet and serene sound of the flames and the chirping of crickets was soothing in his ears.

It was only at this hour when he is able to think straight. No loud Yvonne. No lectures from Lana. No pressure from Owl, and most of all— no seducing for Asty.

He brings the glass towards his lips and takes a light sip. He gazed onto it, while swirling the liquid inside as he circulates the glass in the air with his fingers. He observ