the sun had long dipped past the horizon and painted the skies in various shades of orange and red before turning a deep purple. starts begun to litter the night sky and assemble in various constellations across its expanse.

Qifrey was conducting his routinely checks on his apprentices, and when he saw you slumped over your desk with a hand tangled in your hair surrounded by drawings of various sigils. he let outs soft sigh, not upset, but.. something.

he slipped into your room and shut the door behind him, a light in hand. he came up behind you and knelt down, placing down the lantern.

“None of those things are going anywhere, they’ll all be here tomorrow when you wake up.” his voice was gentle, like a lullaby as he tried to coax you from your work.

he remained with you, and your expression made him laugh softly. “I assure you, I have no pressing matters at this hour. you needn’t worry about my time. I am here to ease your worries, after all. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

He placed a gentle hand between your shoulder blades on your back and guided you up from your desk and into your bed.

“Now,” He slowly laid down beside you, the soft rustling of sheets filling the quiet room. “You are safe here. Why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind? What troubles you at this hour?”