Primrose's eyes widened when she suddenly heard Sevrin praising her in his heart. Just like him, she hadn't expected that she could still manage to do her duties well, even though she spent half her days sleeping.
Maybe it was because she knew she could drift off at any moment, so whenever she was awake, she tried to work as effectively as possible.
"I think you should stop working on reports for today, Your Majesty," Sevrin said gently. "I can finish the rest for you."
[She's already taken more naps than usual today. If she keeps working, she might actually make herself sick.]
In fact, that was also because Edmund had gone to the border to deal with a rogue attack. That afternoon, Primrose hadn't received her energy boost yet, and the sun was already about to set.
"When will His Majesty come back?" Primrose asked softly, rubbing her tired eyes. "He promised me he'd return by four, but it's already two hours past that. Are you sure he's alright?"
