Eisen took a deep breath and stared into the distance. He was tired. His eyes were so heavy that it felt like they were made of lead.
"Is everything alright, your Majesty?" Girland inquired with a worried expression, looking at the old man. Eisen was just watching Caria, Melissa and Sal mess around in the Gardens a bit while sitting on a chair that he prepared for himself. It took him a while to even register that Girland spoke to him.
"Hm?" The old man asked, but the moment that he did, he finally realized what the question he was just asked actually was, "Oh, right... Erm, yeah, everything is fine. I just don't want to sleep yet."
"...You have been awake for the past four days, your Majesty. I know that you could go full months without sleep in your prime, but you do not have the same capabilities as you did then. You have also been relentlessly working ever since you woke up from your transformative slumber." The core Guardian, and state secretary, pointed out.
