they’re keeping you in these conditions!”
He paced from one end of the small, damp cell to the other. Erik sat on the cot, his back against the wall and his legs folded in front of him. His entire body was still except for his eyes, which tracked Charles
"I don’t know what you expected," Erik said, sounding almost curious. "They’re humans, after all."
Charles quit his pacing, coming to a stop before Erik’s cot. What had he expected? He had thought - well, he had thought Erik was dying, for one thing, and possibly insane, for another. It had sounded crazy, the ramblings of the skinny, naked man he’d found lying on the side of the road past the outskirts of the city. Who had ever heard of a dragon being turned into a man? Charles was a scholar of the intersection of magic and biology; if anyone would have known about it, surely it would have been him. But there was a first time for everything, it would seem; Erik was one of a kind, and perhaps that was his curse.
”..ride when you’re feeling restless” DEMAND SEQUEL WHERE COURT MATTERS IS MAKING CHARLES FRUSTRATED…
The summer extended the days until they felt like one long haze of heat and sun. The castle remained cool in some parts but were unbearable in others. The Great Hall was not spared the heat from the season, and the temperature was making Charles irritable. Erik remained dignified and stern-looking beside him, but the furrow between his eyebrows was deepening as the two men petitioning them began to squabble.