It was necessary for Syzoth to bask in the sun from time to time, because he was cold blooded. Sometimes he’d be sent somewhere and fall asleep when the conditions were right. For now, he slept peacefully, but he did have something to deliver to his liege’s sister.

The Zaterran is peacefully sleeping. He was here for a reason, but unfortunately, the sun had been too tempting. There was a gift for Reiko—a token of goodwill between two people important to the empire for different reasons.

Right, well, I only eat people if they make themselves enemies of the empire or try to hurt my friends.

Not likely. I don’t have time for any delays when it comes to impartial business, I fear.

A quiet snore as he startles awake. “Mm?! Oh! Goodness, no, that’s okay. I think I’ve slept long enough. Sorry, Rain. I should know better than to rest in the sun and think I won’t fall asleep.”

Syzoth hadn’t noticed yet. When he got too cold, he sometimes would fall asleep in a sunny spot. After all, he is a reptile.

The empress made cookies. What a lovely Friday.

Yawn.

Of course, milady. I’ll be getting started on the other task at hand as well. I will keep you updated on Skarlet.

Sniff sniff.

Indeed, the Zaterran is dressed as an elf. He finds himself enjoying a candy cane in the equally festive throne room, awaiting orders from the empress. Not that she would ask him to do any real work today.