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It was five in the morning and William asked to be fed again. Half asleep, Julius complied with William’s demand. He may be Wizard King, the military ruler of the Clover Kingdom, but his baby son was in charge here.
He sat on his bed, the lamp illuminating the room softly as he yawned, praying that after feeding William would fall asleep again. But Julius had a feeling William wasn’t going to go back to sleep. He noticed William would wake up around five in the morning and stayed awake. Even if William did fall asleep, Julius didn’t see much of a point trying to go back to sleep since he had to wake up at six so he could be in that parenting class before eight.
When William was done feeding and was burped, Julius set William down on his bed, putting pillows around him just in case William decided to roll off. “Let’s check to see if your temperature went down,” Julius said as he went to go get the thermometer by William’s crib and went to his closet to get his clothes. “Though last time I checked, It was at 99.7 degrees but that was around three in the morning.”
William stretched on the bed, slightly kicking the pillow that was beneath his legs. He made a tiny grunt after stretching his tiny limbs before resting, looking up at the ceiling. Julius, as he changed into his Wizard King clothes, mimicked the grunt William made without realizing it. William turned his head to where Julius was and smiled, kicking his legs again, causing the pillow to fall.
“You’re quite energetic William! You even kicked the pillow from your feet,” Julius laughed as he grabbed the red robe from his closet. With cape and thermometer in hand, Julius walked over, careful not to step on the presents that he has yet to open and picked up the pillow, placing it on the bed. William hummed again, his head turning to follow Julius.
Julius set his robe down and the thermometer and began to undo William's pajamas. He removed William's hands from the sleeve and stuck the thermometer in his armpits. William began to whine, kicking again, forming a pouty face as if he was about to cry.
"Just give me a moment, William. Just let it beep and I'll take it off. Maybe someone gave you some clothes," Julius said. He realized he only had two changes of clothes for William and one of them was a pajama. The other one was the one William had when he was dropped at his doorsteps about three days ago.
Three days ago… Julius felt like he had William for his whole lifetime. Julius smiled down at William, but that quickly went away when William kicked his stomach. Julius groaned in pain but kept the thermometer in place since he hadn’t heard it beep yet.
“Your kicks… are mighty,” Julius wheezed through the pain. William whined again, his hands going straight into his mouth as he began to make a face that made Julius prepare for his cries but before he knew it, Julius heard the thermometer beep. He looked at it and to his delight, William’s temperature was back to normal. He gave a little jump from his joy, dropping the thermometer on the bed so he could pick William up and give him loads of kisses.
“Your fever is down,” Julius cheerfully exclaimed to William, pressing a kiss on his forehead.
Julius guessed William could feel his excitement because his whines died down and he began to happily screamed in joy with a wide, gummy smile on his face, arms flapping and legs kicking. Julius couldn’t help but kiss his round cheeks repeatedly, causing William to let out a giggle. It was the most adorable sound Julius had ever heard and he wanted to hear it again so he repeated the same kissing action before, earning another giggle from William.
“You’re so adorable,” Julius giggled as William’s giggle was contagious. “Let’s try to look through the presents and see if anyone gifted you some clothes. You’ve been wearing the same plain white onesie for two days now and there are stains on it from all the times you spilled milk on yourself,” Julius said as he looked through the purple gift bags with his one free hand.
The first gift Julius opened had a stuffed bear. He wondered if William was even able to play with it at his current age, so he put it back in the back and looked through another bag. In the second bag, he found some small shoes and socks. Julius may be a grown man, but he squealed at the sight of the small shoes and socks. Something about shoes and socks being this tiny just made him instinctively squeal like that. While they were tiny, Julius knew right away by staring at William’s feet that they were a little bit too big for him so he put them back.
It took Julius five attempts before he pulled out clothes from one of them and luckily for him, they were nice and warm clothes, perfect for the current Clover climate in February. The navy green bottoms had fleece inside, a cream cardigan with a cartoon bird patch on the left was made out of wool. It also came with a green solid pull-on cap which was perfect for covering William’s head and ears and some socks. Even greater luck befell on him; the outfit was for babies who were two months old. Julius looked into the bag one more time and spotted a plain white onesie with sleeves. He imagined it was to put under the outfit kind of like an undergarment.
If Julius ever found out who gave him this gift, he would give them ten stars for saving William from February’s cold temperatures. He quickly went back to his bed, set the clothes down first, and set William down on the bed so he could change his clothes. With a little struggle, Julius managed to dress William up and he couldn’t help but almost squeal at the adorable sight before him. He would no doubt abuse Marx’s magic so he could relive the moment down the road.
There was a knock on the door, bringing Julius back to reality. He was about to pick William up when the door opened to reveal Marx.
“I could have sworn that door was locked,” Julius said.
“I have the master key,” Marx said as he walked in. He stopped once he was in front of Julius, giving a small smile towards William who kicked his legs slightly. Marx found his outfit cute. Somehow the outfit matched William in his opinion.
“Right. I forgot master keys are a thing,” Julius said.
“Are you and William ready to leave,” Marx asked. “Cob is waiting for you.”
“William and I are ready,” Julius smiled. He reached for his red Wizard King robe and put it on, completing his Wizard King outfit.
“You’re just going to leave without packing some things like diapers and formula for William,” Marx asked when Julius picked up William.
“Do I have to?”
“Yes. You have to, sir,” Marx said. “I’m sure someone gave you a diaper bag for you to pack up some essentials for William,” Marx said as he looked around the room for the medium-sized gifts.
William suddenly grabbed onto the gold chain that hanged on Julius’s white fur. Julius felt the chain being pulled and gasped when he was suddenly brought down by the force of William’s pull. At first, Julius tried to gently pull the chain away from William’s grasp but he found William holding it with a tight grip, much to his surprise.
“William, please let go,” Julius begged him. While William was a cutie when he was fixated on something, the chain was the last thing Julius wanted William to play with. Julius tried to gently pry it from his tiny hands but his grip was impressive. He had no idea babies could be this strong.
Marx found the diaper bag after opening many presents. By the touch, he could tell it was expensive, no doubt a noble gifted this to Julius. That and a card was in the bag with the noble's emblem on it. Marx turned around and saw Julius almost wrestling William to loosen his grip on his chain.
"Sir," Marx called out, bringing Julius's attention to his, a drop of sweat forming on his forehead. "I found a diaper bag," he said.
"Ahh, thank you," Julius said as he composed himself though William still had a tight grip on the chain. William gave a tiny hum as he flapped the arm that held the chain, seeing how it gleamed in the light. It just caused William to be more fixated on the chain.
"I'll pack the necessities for you," Marx said. Julius saw him grab something from a gift bag before he walked over to him. Marx looked at William (who was held at the same height as him so he can't look down at him). He brought up an object Julius recognized from the many cards he got congratulating him for his new son. Marx shook the rattle, which startled William at first but when Marx shook the rattle again, William let go of the chain and reached for the rattle. Marx handed the rattle, giving it one more shake before William took it and began to shake it more. William began kicking his legs, mouth opening wide into a smile. Nothing came out at first but then William let out a joyful scream as he continued to shake the rattle. His actions brought a smile on Marx's and Julius's face.
"You are very good at this," Julius complimented.
"I have two younger siblings after all, so I went through the process before," Marx informed. "I might as well put babysitting on my list of experiences since I have to babysit you. Now, get going. You're going to be late for your class!"
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Julius was thankful that Marx signed him up for these parenting classes. He realized William wouldn’t have survived the week with him. The class was actually a public class that other people signed up to go, not a private one like Julius had first initially thought so when he walked in with William in his arms, everyone became quiet, jaws dropping to the floor at the sight of him. Julius wasn’t sure if the parents and instructor were shocked that he was there or the fact that he had a son or a combination of both, but it did cause a bit of commotion.
Most of the ‘students’ were commoners with a handful of peasants and two lower-ranked nobles. The instructor, Mrs. Magdalene, was also a commoner and almost fainted at the sight of the Wizard King. Apparently no one told the instructor that the Wizard King was going to take parenting classes.
Sitting in the class with William was a bit awkward. Julius decided to sit in the back of the class so he wouldn’t steal the attention from the instructor but everyone stole glances at him and at William as much as they could. He knew they weren’t able to tell William’s scar due to the fact he was his pull-on cap and the blanket that kind of covered his face from the side.
William, to Julius’s surprise, slept through the class. It was as if a magic spell was placed on him as soon as they walked through the door. The other babies present in the class sometimes cried or made noises but William slept through the noises like a champ.
Sometimes Julius stole glances from William throughout the class. He would write notes down while he held William in his arms, his eyes wandering to William’s sleepy face. A smile would appear on his face when he saw William’s tiny hands in his mouth or doing some weird hand sign. Of course, Julius would snap out of it and focus back on the classroom.
With his first parenting class over with, Julius and William were transported back to the castle. William woke up too and Julius didn’t know if it was because they were out of the classroom or if William detected Cob’s spatial magic.
“Did you feel Cob’s magic, William,” Julius asked with a smile on his face as William stretched in his arms.
“Oops, sorry for waking up your son, Wizard King,” Cob apologized.
“No worries. I’m sure William just realized we’re back home,” Julius said without tearing his eyes off of William. He gently poked William’s cheeks, causing him to smile.
It warmed Cob’s heart seeing Julius like this but he also realized it was a private moment and he needed to be somewhere in a bit. “I’ll take my leave, Wizard King. Excuse me, sir,” Cob said with a little bow before he headed off.
Julius thought he was done for the day or at least that Marx wouldn’t bother him and that he could go off and play with William but he heard footsteps coming from the other direction. Lo and behold, the blue-haired man was coming his way.
“Wizard King,” Marx called out to him. “I think you should open the gifts in your room,” he said.
Julius thought Marx’s request was odd, especially when he noticed the worried look in his eyes. “Why do I have the feeling there’s something wrong,” Julius asked himself.
“There’s nothing wrong, sir. At least, it’s not something you can label as a grave danger,” Marx began to say. “It’s more… trivial. Oh- just go to your room! It’s flooded with presents from the other squadrons and more keep coming in.”
“Oh,” was all Julius could say. He was surprised how word got out fast considering Kaiser was the only person to see William yesterday. No doubt by the time evening came, the whole kingdom would find out that Julius had a son.
Marx led Julius to his room. The head castle maid, Maven, was there directing the Castle Knights. One of the Knights who was carrying a big gift saw Julius. With a smile on his face, he spoke to him.
"Congratulations on your new son, Wizard King," he exclaimed. As soon as he said that, there was a chorus of congratulations that filled the hallways.
Of course, Julius couldn’t help but smile, his smile brightening when he heard William hum. “Thank you, everyone,” he replied.
“Marx, we might need to find a new room to put the rest of the gifts,” Maven informed him from where she stood. Her brown eyes looked at each gift that came through Julius’s room, eyes widening at bigger gifts that required two people to carry them in.
“I’ll search for another room,” Marx said. “Sir, for now, go get lunch since this is your lunch period. I’m pretty sure I made you pack some formula for William in the bag. I’ll call you when we have the other room for the presents so please, don’t block the incoming call.”
“No worries, Marx,” Julius said. “I’m off!” He shifted William in his arm slightly before walking away to the dining hall. William grabbed his chain again so Julius had to lower his head a bit as he played with it. It wasn’t until William attempted to put it in his mouth that Julius pried it off of his hands. It took him a bit of strength to do so, but Julius was able to do it.
Julius has had William for three days, but he’s gotten creative on where to set William down when he ate. Usually, when Julius went down to the dining hall to eat, he would take two blankets with him. One of the blankets was to cover up William since the book said it was important to keep the baby warm. The other blanket was used as a pillow that he could easily morph into William’s figure, his head gently resting on the lump made from the blanket to cushion it as he laid on the table. Granted, Julius had to place William a little bit farther away from where he ate. Otherwise, William would have kicked his plate or placed his foot in his food. The first time he did it, it was comical and he had Marx review his memories so he could show him what William did.
The moment Julius walked into the grand dining room, a maid named Selene came to set his plate down on the table. He thanked her and began his set up for William when he felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Wizard King? I think this may help,” said Selene.
When Julius turned around, he saw her holding a pillow that reminded him of a donut. The only thing was that the pillow had a small opening on the bottom.
“I call it a baby lounger, but the proper name for it is a nursing pillow, I believe,” she said. “I used something like this when my baby was born. I placed her in there so she could lay down safely while I ate. It’s similar to what you’re doing with the blanket,” she explained. “C-could I, sir?” She motioned toward William.
Something in Julius changed. He felt very protective of William and he wanted to say no. While the staff knew of William, he hadn’t let them see his face clearly. He always had William’s face covered from their view. He did this also at the class and luckily, no one came up to ask to see William. It wasn’t that Julius was ashamed of William’s scar. He was afraid of what they would say and if they'd call him a cursed child.
However, he knew Selene was just trying to help his pathetic self, so he handed William over to her. Selene quickly set the pillow on the table and opened her arms for William. A smile appeared on Selene’s face when she got to hold him. She rocked her arms as William began to talk and move about. Julius guessed he was excited to meet someone new.
“Ah! Look at those eyelashes,” Selene exclaimed. “My poor daughter wasn’t blessed with eyelashes like he was. Oh! Look at him go! He’s so happy!” Selene’s smile grew wider and wider the more William vocalized and moved about. She couldn’t help but giggle. Happiness was contagious after all. “What’s that, young master? The Wizard King already has plans to play hooky with you,” she teased.
There were a couple of times Julius got embarrassed. What Selene said was definitely a moment to add to his list. He couldn’t help but sheepishly chuckle and rub the back of his head.
Selene accommodated the position of the pillow where Julius usually put William all while talking to him since he was so responsive. She was careful to set William down on the pillow, putting the blanket over him once he was accommodated safely on the pillow. “There you go, young master! My, you are so adorable I could just pinch your cheeks,” Selene exclaimed to William.
William matched her energy. He began to kick and flap his arms around again, letting out a scream of joy.
“That’s right, young master! Your father is about to eat so you be on your best behavior,” Selene said. She turned to Julius, her smile still wide from interacting with William. “Talking to babies is important. That’s how they learn to mimic sounds and how to talk. I’ll leave you with your dinner now, sir. Please keep the pillow,” she said.
“Are you sure?” Julius asked.
“Yes! It’s a gift from me and my hometown,” she smiled. “We all pitched in to buy something for the young master as a welcome gift.”
Julius had some hope for the future.
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Julius knew it. By the time mid-afternoon came, all the brigades and the towns surrounding the capital had sent gifts. Two whole master bedrooms were filled with presents up to the brim.
Marx, with the help of Maven, gathered up some castle maids and Castle Knights to help organize and open the gifts. First room: The Wizard King’s room.
“No doubt you will receive the same gift twice, maybe thrice if we’re lucky,” Marx began to say to Julius. William had just gotten changed out of his soiled diaper and was done whining now that he was clothed. Also because Marx gave him a toy to play with.
“What do you want to do with the extra gifts if you are given multiple of the same kind,” Marx asked.
“Hmmm… what about donating them to parents who need them and orphanages,” Julius suggested. “I’m sure they’ll appreciate this stuff if given them.”
Marx nodded his head as he made a quick note. “Alright, it’s time to open up the stuff in this room and work from there.”
Julius admitted, he felt like a child on Christmas day even though all these gifts were for William or to help raise William. Julius looked for the biggest gift in the room and began to open it. He kept opening and opening the big gifts first until he had no more to open. The maids would gather up the ripped paper, tissue paper, and gift bags to throw them away while the Castle Knights put the big gifts such as cribs and seats in a different room.
The majority of the big gifts were from the nobles. Cards were attached to them but Julius threw them aside. He only read who gifted him what just in case they tried to talk to him about it the next time he saw those noble families. He moved on to the medium-sized gifts. Some of them were wrapped up in wrapping paper, others were in large gift bags. Items such as grooming kits, convertible baby carriers, learning gyms, playmats, bouncers, baby wraps, and door swings were gifted, to name a few.
By now, Julius had gone through three-quarters of the gifts that were in his room. Marx kept a record of all the things gifted to Julius, putting tally marks on items gifted multiple times. William had taken naps, ate, had his diaper changed, and even played with one of the maids in the room who couldn’t help herself but play with him.
Julius never thought opening this many gifts would be exhausting but by the time dinner came, he was already tired and wanted to stop opening the gifts. Luckily for him, all he needed were the small gifts in his room.
“Almost one room down. Three more to go,” Marx said as he stacked the papers of the list of gifts on the nightstand next to Julius’s bed.
“Three!?” Julius exclaimed as he fed William. He was sitting on the bed, back a little sore from bending down to pick up the presents. William was starting to get fussy, so Julius knew he was hungry (other than the fact it was his schedule feeding time).
“Yes. Three more rooms,” Marx confirmed. “Let’s finish up here and we can do another room tomorrow. I pushed back some paperwork anyway so we can get this done.”
After Julius was done feeding and burping William, he finished opening up the remaining presents in his room, leaving it spotless with a few toys and clothes laid on Julius’s bed. “That’s the last of the gifts,” Julius sighed as he set the bottle set on the bed. A maid picked up the gift bag and tissue paper and left the room to throw it in the trash bag that was outside. One of many.
“Sir, I have a question for you. Will you keep William in here or would you like a nursery room for him,” Marx asked. “We could make it either next to or across from your room.”
The Wizard King’s room was enormous. If Julius had to compare, it was probably the size of most peasant’s home. Though it was huge, there weren’t many furnishings, to begin with. Julius only appeared in his room to crash in it, so he never got to add his little touches to make it comfy and homey.
But now that he had William and based on his first parenting class, babies demanded a lot. He was pretty sure he knew that too deep down inside of him. If Julius put William in his room, it would surely be taken over by all the stuff he needed to raise William. Which is not a bad deal, he thought, considering just how empty his room was.
“I think I want to keep him in here with me,” Julius answered. “Once he’s older, then he could get his own room across from mine. But until that day comes, I want him in here with me!”
“You say that as if babies didn’t grow up quickly,” Maven commented with a slight smile on her face. “Your boy will grow up before you know it, so cherish him while he’s this small.”
All the more reason to keep him here with me, Julius thought to himself.
“Very well,” Marx said. “Besides the crib, you probably need another dresser to put all of William’s clothing and necessities,” Marx thought out loud as he looked around the room. He had a curled finger tapping lightly on his chin. “Do you think the other nobles would give you a dresser?”
“I wouldn’t put it past them,” Julius laughed. “Well, now that we’re done here everyone can go home now. Thank you very much for helping me and my son,” Julius smiled at the staff. “You are all dismissed.”
One by one, the maids and Castle Knights left Julius’s room, leaving him, William, and Marx. William began to hum, throwing the toy he was playing across the bed and stretching out his arms while looking at Julius. When Julius saw him, a smile formed across his face. He went over to the bed and picked William up. Julius pressed a kiss on both of William’s cheeks, causing him to smile, hand going quickly to his mouth as he kicked his legs again.
“And here we have one happy baby,” Julius smiled down at William. “Look at him, Marx! Isn’t he precious?”
Marx couldn’t help but smile at the kid who looked like he was a blushing mess. “Very much adorable,” Marx agreed. “I realized a bit earlier that he is almost three months old since he was born on the 24th.”
“Really? What day is it today,” Julius asked.
“The 21st,” Marx answered.
“Three months old,” Julius murmured as he looked down at William. He was happily playing with his chain again. “William has already lived a rough two months… from here on out, I’ll make sure to raise him to be the happiest person in the world. No more will William have to suffer. He will experience what the three leaves of clover represent: faith, hope, and love.”
Marx was impressed Julius had the energy to make a declaration. What’s more, he was impressed he somehow corporated their beliefs to his speech. Nevertheless, Marx couldn’t help but smile, thankful that the kid had a second chance at life and that Julius was going to get his act together to raise William.
That’s what he hoped but he knew Julius was going to prove him wrong somehow.
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Julius decided he was going to play hooky with William. Three days later after word got out that he had a son and all the presents came flooding in, Julius finished opening up every single present delivered to him. The most notable presents were of course, from the three royal families.
The House of Kira gave him an expensive crib made from the finest of wood with the finest of mattresses and bedding. The House of Silva gave him a rocking chair which was also made from the finest of wood and cushion and a high chair for William. The House of Vermillion gave him a lion riding toy that Julius knew William would use once he was four, a swing, and a wardrobe of clothes at different ages.
The only thing Julius needed to buy was more formula, diapers, and wipes for William. He had no idea babies could go through diapers so quickly. So when Julius had his lunch break, he decided to take him and William to his room to get the baby carrier wrap so he could go and play hooky with him. Julius read the instructions as he put the carrier on and set William down in his. He wrapped a thick blanket around William to protect him from the cold weather and transformed into a different man before he teleported to the market in Kikka.
“It’s a bit chilly today, William. I hope you’re warm and cozy in there,” Julius said. He lifted the blanket a bit so he could peek inside and found William fast asleep against his chest. Julius’s heart swelled with so much adoration he literally giggled out loud. “Let’s go shopping for some items to raise you,” Julius declared to his sleeping son.
There were a couple of stores that specialized in baby items on the main streets of Kikka. Julius walked down the street until he spotted the first baby store. He waltzed in, feeling the warmth of the shop hit his cheeks after being out in the cold for a moment. Julius hoped William wasn’t cold either.
“Ah! Good afternoon, sir,” the middle-aged shopkeeper greeted from where he was stocking up his shelves. Of course, the shopkeeper didn’t know that it was Julius in disguise. “Are you lookin’ for anything?”
“Just some diapers, wipes, and formula,” Julius smiled.
The shopkeeper set the baby clothes he had in his hand up on the shelf so he could look for the items Julius was looking for. “How old is your baby,” he asked.
“He turned three months old today,” Julius exclaimed.
“My, he’s growing up fast,” the shopkeeper exclaimed. “Before you know it, he’ll start walking and babbling nonsense,” he laughed as he grabbed the diapers off another shelf. The shopkeeper went to grab the remaining items Julius had asked for and placed them on the counter where his cash register was. “Anything else, sir?”
“Can I take a moment to look around? I’m still new to the father role,” Julius sheepishly laughed.
“Of course. Fatherhood is one crazy ride, but it’s also rewarding,” he smiled. “Ah, I remember when my children were babies. What I would give to go back in time for a moment to hold them and pinch their chubby cheeks again.”
“I know how you feel. I always want to pinch my son’s cheeks as well,” Julius said as he began to walk around the store. He looked at the items the shopkeeper had. He had more clothes, shoes, and socks on sale than he did for other items. Though, even then, the shelves of his store looked pretty empty.
“I’m sorry there’s not much. The Wizard King apparently had a son and everyone scrambled to buy gifts for the baby,” the shopkeeper said. “Not sure why. It’s not like he asked but I guess everyone wanted to welcome the Wizard King’s son.”
Julius felt a bit embarrassed but he had to act cool in front of the shopkeeper since he was wearing a disguise. “No doubt he’ll get duplicates,” Julius said. “Maybe he’ll donate some of the extra stuff he got to those in need…”
“You think so? He’s a new guy so I can’t tell much right now,” the shopkeeper said. “But it would be nice to think about. Having a Wizard King that nice…”
“Mmhmm,” Julius agreed to his statement, already making plans in his head to get Marx and the Magic Knights to donate the extra stuff he received to those who need it. He hoped no one would feel bad if they saw their gift in that pile, but he can’t possibly keep everything.
Julius turned to look at a rack when he saw a rack full of cream sweaters with sheep on it. The sheep were a bit three-dimensional since their white wool had cotton popping out. There were buttons on its left side - probably decoration. Julius’s eyes sparkled when he saw this sweater. He knew right away that he needed to buy it for William. He looked through the rack and saw there were two sizes of every age up to two years old. He grabbed the two-month size sweater but realized that William had turned three months. But the two-month clothes still fit him, Julius thought to himself. Just to be safe, I’ll grab the two-month sweater and the three-month sweater.
Yes, William was given a lot of clothes and there’s a chance Julius wasn’t going to be able to let William wear all of them, but that didn’t stop Julius from indulging his son in some clothes he found adorable. Living by the phrase, “can’t stop, won’t stop,” Julius took one sheep sweater of every size available in his arms so he could buy for William. Thinking that was enough, he turned around and went to the counter with the sweaters so he could purchase them.
The shopkeeper was stunned. He looked down at the pile of sheep sweaters and up at Julius. “First kid, you say,” he asked.
“Yes,” Julius said.
The shopkeeper nodded, giving a small chuckle as he began to ring up the stuff he was going to buy.
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Bonus:
“Sir, where were you!?” Marx asked once he found Julius in the castle. The blue-haired man was agitated that Julius blocked his communication spell but when he saw the amount of bags he was carrying along with William in the baby wrap carrier, he knew right away where he had gone. “You played hooky with your son?” He dared ask.
Julius sheepishly laughed. “I have to train him,” he said. “He fell asleep though…”
Marx tapped his foot as the anger came through him like a tsunami. “You had a meeting with your captains an hour ago. I had to send them back to their bases,” Marx huffed out.
“Oh… was that today?”
“Wizard King!”