Lost and Found

     Slowly and steady his hand moved. However, he stopped once the prince spoke again, “ For about a few weeks. I would defiantly lay back a bit, otherwise, you will need to take a longer break than necessary. I understand you must be busy with being the prince. ” he said with a tilt of his head.

     Ulaz went quiet for awhile as he continued to stitch up his wound. His amber hues looked at the prince for a long second, “ If I may be so bold to say, you are quite different from your father. ”

A few weeks... Damn and blast. That was incredibly annoying.

“Yes, I am quite busy. This is going to be a rather large setback,” he said, frowning. He sighed after a moment, deciding to ignore the problems for now. One step at a time, and right now, that step was getting stitched up.

oh, I hope you were prepared for an angst-fest.

Warning for implied major character death under the cut. Also on ao3

Matt chuckles at Lotor’s reply. I’m not much of an artist either, I’m afraid. I have a friend who’s an art major though. Although asking him to draw for me feels a bit like cheating.

Lotor’s question catches him by surprise and he had to read it twice to make sure he read it right.

Montgomery is the only one that uses it. A poor soul just bought it last minute from the bookstore. God the books are so overpriced. There’s a reason why I work here but don’t shop here LOL

Lotor snickers to himself, smiling fondly at the words.

Damn. I suppose that means you’re not in his class, then. :( Wait, you work there? The bookshop? Are you there now? When do you get off? I can be down in half an hour/ Oh my goodness I cannot believe