Even though Arad didn't need to eat breakfast, since a few plates of food meant nothing to his titanic draconic body, he still went to the dining hall to eat. It was more like a single sip of water to him in the morning. Something to wash his mouth down and get rid of the strange, slightly minty taste of Zephyr's rear end.
Not that he minds that. But indeed, he still prefers the bitter taste of coffee.
Right after breakfast, Arad went with Isdis to the castle's office for his royal duties and sent most of his power to his other incarnations. At all times, Arad was using four copies of himself to achieve all of his goals at once.
Right now, one is in the castle doing office work, one is in the Abyss following a black rooster, one is in another world guarding Tina, and the last one is now free to roam the capital. Since Mira's crowning ceremony was coming next, he had to inspect several parts of the city and make sure they were all up to standard.
