#alexander.002

Alexander was ready for the work day to be over already, he was exhausted and really could have used a good drink and some sleep. But as the saying went, there was no rest for the wicked and he still had plenty of royals and guards to keep an eye on. Granted he probably could have taken the rest of the day off, but it wasn’t in him to leave things to others. Which was why he making his rounds of the palace to make sure everything was in it’s proper place and all was as it should have been. He made his way to the kitchen, figuring he could make a stop for some food while he was checking in on everything. He wasn’t phased at all to find one of the maids already in the room, digging through the fridge. Though her statement did cause him to pause and he rose a questioning eyebrow, wondering suddenly if what she was doing wasn’t so innocent? “And what precisely is it not supposed to look like?”

Bee moved a bottle of milk over the shelf and glanced at Alexander over her shoulder. "Like I'm raiding the fridge?" she suggested sheepishly before she sat on her haunches to look deeper into the fridge, moving a few more items around. Granted, Bee was one of those people who were perpetually hungry, but that wasn't the case there. "Who would put the vegetables next to cheese?" She talked to herself, mystified about the lack of any sort of logic in which things had been put. "Oh, if you want anything from here," she called out again. "You might not wanna wait until I'm done. It looks like this is going to take a while," she added, with a sigh. Her hands were already cold and slightly trembling from the frosty air, but she couldn't stop now that she had already gone about halfway through it, could she? No. The answer was no.

Alexander was grateful that Halloween was over and he could relax to a degree. He had been on edge during the whole thing, not to mention the staged death had left him seething and questioning all the others in charge. But it was in the past and for now things could go back to normal, at least for a couple of weeks or a month before things once more were crazy. He had actually got a decent amount of sleep and had taken a few days off works, or rather had worked less for a few days before he had gone back to normal. Now he sat in the security office, watching the cameras while he sent out the guards to go and check on things. He was allowed to relax on occasion and he may as well make the guards do their damn jobs. He had been surprised to see Klaus come in to join him, though he didn’t complain when he saw the coffee the man brought with him. He thanked him and took the cup, taking a generous drink even as he rolled his eyes at the mans comment. “Don’t push it Klaus, otherwise I might kick your ass out of here too.” He warned him.

Klaus let out a little laugh at his superior's reaction to the joke. "You can't tell me you're not at least a little bit relieved that the Halloween madness is over," the German reasoned. In many ways, the event was, indeed, madness. Things seemed to transpire without problems, but Klaus knew they could have gone bad fast. Especially during the boat ride, where any form of support would probably take forever to arrive. Still, that wasn't why he'd made his way over there today. Klaus took a seat opposite Alexander on the desk. "So winter is almost upon us," he stated the obvious. It meant that soon enough they would all be cooped up inside the castle with little to no possibility of going out. "What should I expect from all these people trapped inside?" the guard wondered, and if anyone could offer him an honest view of what was in store for them, he knew it would be the one right in front of him.

It would have been easier, deciding to approach Alexander after the two weeks spent away from him.  It should have been almost natural, approaching him in the halls and starting up a conversation despite the energy being stiff between them since her first arriving.  Within the first few days of his avoidance, Sofía did feel natural approaching him.  In public school, the two barely spent a couple hours apart, let alone fifteen days, and usually during his lunch break or hers, they’d be skipping their classes to be together.  However, when Sofía spotted the boy this time, she felt her heart racing.

After a solid week of him ignoring her, it would have been anxiety inducing, but it was especially nerve wracking after the conversation she had with Lia a few days prior.  She couldn’t decide why he would want to keep all of this from her.  At least, she couldn’t decide why he didn’t at least tell her that he had spoken to Lia and left it at that; avoiding the topic of their son all together.  She could have forgiven him eventually but right now, she felt that enough was enough.  “ Xander...? ”  She approached confidently, though her voice betrayed her; revealing her unsureness in its volume. “ Can we talk? ---Please? ”