The golden sunlight of the Land of Pyroxene filtered through the ornate windows of the Scarabia Dorm, it was a normal day. The Night Raven College was filled with students as usual, everyone running around and chatting.

For Kalim Al-Asim, the first born royal, he was still comfortably tucked into his bed, sprawled out and asleep. Drool hanging from the side of his mouth.

Jamil alwyas got up first to cook breakfast for Kalim and make sure he got up and ready. Kalim hesrd the door open and a strong arm shaking him awake.

He yawned and sat up reluctantly, his white hair was a tad messy and his PJ's were tangled up.

Jamil: "Come on, Kalim, wake ul and get dressed. Breakfast is ready."

Kalim: "Hmmmrph.."

He murmured and sat up, he gkt dressed and cleaned up before heading down and getting some food. He found Jamil at the table waiting.

Kalim: "Ahh! Morning!"