(MY AU)

As the fire crackled and the sweet scent from the honey reed diffuser filled air, the Sage Of Truth sat, writing away and marking students work. he sighed. It was a content sigh, but yet again he could feel the weight of the day slowly weighing apon his wistful shoulders. Like every other day his academy had been chaotic, but as it was assesment day...the students were not so gentle with the poor professsor...

Tap. The tired cookie placed his quill down to stare at the fire infront of him, it was warm and cozy, giving off an ethereal glow onto the professors face, although that only made him more drowzy. The fount nearly let himself fall unconscious before he caught himself and jolted forward. A yawn, he knows he has to mark papers, but he can't help dozing off.

oh well, his head lolled to the side after closing his eyes for a few seconds, the sage's monocle slipping off of his face as he slowly slipped into unconsciousness. Creak. Step. Step. Pause. Pure Vanilla had walked in, worried about his husband.

The king scanned the room before noticing the passed out fount of knowledge on the silk couch. The partially blind ones face softened as he walked over to drape a blanket across the other and kissed his forehead.

(My hands hurt, what the fan fic. Anyway be either sage of truth or pure vanilla)