'God, I just want to collapse onto my bed and crash out hard,' Cedric thought as he rubbed the back of his neck.
It had been a brutally long day following his investiture.
First, he had to sit through a chat with the Grand Duke of the North, a brown-haired, blue-eyed man who went by the name Conner Almira.
Contrary to what one might expect from high nobility, the Duke looked haggard and entirely carefree. His long hair was bushy and unkempt. In fact, every now and then, Cedric couldn't help but steal a glance at the man's hair. When he did, he could see that from time to time, strands of the man's hair would stand on its own as if he had been struck by lightning while they were talking, before settling back down.
What was even stranger was the fact that the man would shiver or flinch every time that happened, only to break out into a quiet chuckle right after.
Cedric was hoping he'd address the bizarre phenomenon, but the man completely ignored the elephant in the room.
