24

"Your Highness, the medical reports are here," Mathias announced as he walked in. For the past two days, Zenith has neither left his study room nor his chambers. He always seemed to get himself busy with scrolls and files. His beast was going nuts and he needed to lock himself in or he might go in search of the slave.

He lifted up his gaze to Mathias and he saw the darkened eye bags beneath his eyes. He sighed and dropped them before him. "You need to rest, Your Highness."

Ever since Zenith had growled at him, he has been keeping the level of formalities. Zenith noticed but said nothing. Only if he was in the position that he was in would he understand how hard it was for him to get married to a werewolf especially one that had his knee bent.

"There is no need for rest. I will do that later. I need go to through these files and see if anything can be done." He told him.

Mathias did not argue with him. This not was the first time. Countless times and nights, he has spent to see what