I wanted to watch him shower but I understand that he wanted to shower in private. Quinn and his fight with the hag from Hell, kept me entertained, despite it being brief since Quinn managed to gain a critical strike on the creature.

From training, I knew critical meant the strike hit true. Meaning more damage done to the creature than normal. I had a few against Théoden and Quinn during our training. By a few I mean one a piece. It proved hard to get a critical hit against those two no matter how hard I tried.

Regardless of that, it was around three in the afternoon. I still had time to kill before exhaustion took its hold.

Still curled up in a ball I moved towards my window, cracked it open and allowed the breeze to flow through.

Taking a deep breath of the cool Summer air I relaxed against my bed. Slipping into his mind once more.

~Théoden Point of View~

After the quick shower, I felt her pull back into the bond. I knew she was bored so I didn’t argue with her. I walked over to my magical wardrobe and pulled out a new pair of black pants with a black shirt. Once I was decently dried I slipped them on and then began the process of putting on my armor.

Five more hours until our next dream.

I told her, confirming with her that I still plan to meet tonight for magic training.

She sighed through the bond. I knew she didn’t always like magic training, partially because it hurt me and the other, it made her exhausted due to her inexperience in it right now. But in time, I hope that will fade as she has already shown some improvement in the right direction.

Can’t we just, you know, have sex?

I couldn’t help but laugh as I slipped on my last boot. As much as I love having sex in our dreams, we need to train.

She groaned, I understand. It was worth a shot.

Besides, who’s to say we won’t have it?

You will say not tonight due to the magical use.

Perhaps on any other given day that would have been the truth however it had been a bit since our last round of intimacy. So, I had planned on either tonight or tomorrow after the formal celebration.

We can either tonight or wait for tomorrow.

I told her as I grabbed my shield and weapons and teleported myself back to my office.

Tomorrow seems intriguing. I’ll be in my dress.

Thought so.

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The idea of taking that dress off of her put a smile on my face. I adored that dress on and off of her. I felt her blush the more and more I thought about her and that dress.

“Stop.” I muttered to myself as I began the tedious work of paperwork. I had one more round coming up with Quinn and that was at six.

Three tedious hours of paperwork.

Hour one. Gone by and no issue. Just working on the paperwork for the recent case of fiends.

File 10. Fiends in the city.

A Hag of a Time.

The tracker confirmed the hag was of hellish origin. Quinn’s blood magic further confirmed that theory. Resulting in the hag’s prompt death.

Death cause - Quinn’s power strike to the skull and slit throat.

Spells used - A necrosis pulse of energy. Tore away flesh. Hurt like Hell. But I used a restoration spell to fix my issue.

Spell failed - Command. Seemed immune or resistant.

Creature taken to the morgue. Body burned.

Casualties - just the fiend.

Once I finished every final detail encountering the event I had well over a page to file. I placed the file in the drawer and marked it under fiends from Hell.

I closed the drawer and resumed a few other open case files.

Soulless in the rings.

This case was a new development. Those who were lucky to survive the poison attacks appear to have been saved without their souls. This was causing chaos in the inner rings. Thankfully, there have only been three cases of this so far.

Poison in the Neck

This was in reference to all of the poison victims. There were well over ten of them at this point. Three survived but they were soulless. Thankfully, the little girl that I resurrected still maintained her soul. Yes, I checked on her after the first soulless victim emerged.

All of these cases happened after Marcel and Crimson arrived in the kingdom so I came to a conclusion that they were at fault. However, I couldn’t do anything about it.

I filed all of the completed paperwork.

Hour two. I had done a lot of my paperwork already so I decided to close my eyes and take a brief rest.

Hour three. Time for my round with Quinn.

“Ready captain?” She asked as she walked into my office.

Leaving my office this time, the sun was starting to descend as it started to grow a bit darker. The air was growing a bit cooler but it didn’t bother me.

I had already had my armor on and weapons gathered and was ready to go this time. “You bet.”

I walked out of my office and locked the door behind me.

“Let’s hope for a smooth round.”

“Amen to that!” Quinn responded.

We took off following our usual routine.

Noble Ring one, nothing.

Noble Ring two, nothing.

First Middle class ring (Ring Three), nothing.

We were lucky, this round was going without issue. And continued without issue all the way to the kingdom's center and back to my office.

As we got back to my office it was now seven and the sun was close to setting as the sun set around 7:30 in the evening.

“Well, that was uneventful.” Quinn said, “Until tomorrow captain!”

She waved as she walked out my door, “See you tomorrow!”

I sat back in my chair and let out a sigh. I had an hour left until we had our shared dream and a bit more paperwork to finish.

Maria, I will see you in an hour for magic training.

She sighed but pulled from the vision. Leaving me to do my paperwork to myself.