This night, quite like every single other night. Salvador was tormented by nightmares and night-terrors. Ever since he had lost his wife, his child, and his sanity. He was tormented with the sight of loosing them, watching them being killed over and over again, never being able to safe his wife or child. Every single time he felt helpless, no matter the magic he wielded he could not bring them back alive.. well.. he could, but you do not want to know what that looks like. So he woke up, early and bathing in his own sweat as he pushed himself up so he could ring that damn bell that would bring in his servants. He was still dead tired, but like always he would not be able to fall asleep anyway. He knew he had still a few hours left before the first morning meeting, the sun wasn't even up when he sat up in his bed and took in a deep breath as he waited for his Servants to enter.
It did not take long for them to arrive, as they were pretty much used to their king waking up earlier than most servants would. The only one that truly was awake that early was Benjamin as he was to bake fresh bread for both the king as his servants. Salvador instructed his servants what robe he was to wear that day. The same as the evening before, but with a little bit more layers underneath it as it was to be a wet day today, and that meant cold. He could not handle cold as he easily felt cold himself. Always those freezing fingers, his toes hurting as they would turn blue on cold days like it would be today. No amount of layers would help. While he was waiting for his bath to be ready, he thought of the hug and kiss that Melia had given him the evening before. He smiled, his fingers gently rubbing his lower lip as the maids were walking around his room to make everything ready. The fresh layers for his robe, two layers of wool socks, some nice wool sleeves that would be attached to the tick wool underlay that was hidden in his robes. A normal person would be feeling as if he was being cooked alive, not Salvador though.. he would be cold no matter what. Only when his bath was ready he crawled out of the bed and stepped into the near boiling water to heat up his body. This, and this alone helped. He would be warm for a couple of hours, but right before lunch that heat would have left his system and make him feel cold again. This part of the day he disliked, the heat was uncomfortable at first. But after that, when he was warm and toasty, and his cheeks would hold some color he would feel rather good.
A small hour before sunrise, and after a small half hour of soaking in the hot water. Salvador was getting dressed. Layer after layer was added to make him seem bigger and broader than he truly was. Seeing him naked was not a sight one wished to see. He was skinny, his hip bones sticking out, ribs showing, his backbones visible. The layers were the only thing that made him look more like a man. His hair was put in a low ponytail, he had his rings on is fingers and the wedding ring he still wore on a necklace around his neck was perfectly hidden between the many layers. He started to carry it around again, ever since he spend time with Melia he felt that he should. As he was ready, he decided that he was to spend time in the library reading, alone. Spending some time with those horribly boring books he was reading now that he had brought back the old rules. Only a few hours left before Melia was to join him for breakfast, giving him enough time to do some reading beforehand.
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