<.Lumina Spring, the next morning.>
A figure in a casual green T-shirt and gray sweatpants moved through the living room with a mop in his hands. His wavy crimson locks were secured together into a bun, sheening under the light.
The clock pointed to a little over ten. The golden morning light poured through the large windows, casting warm hues inside. The indistinct hum from the outside was filtered through the glass.
Ruediger's emerald green eyes swept across the space as he polished the floor. He had just finished vacuuming, ensuring every corner was spotless before picking up the mop.
Lariette was inside her study. She had an online meeting with a few of her colleagues. Her voice muffled behind the closed door.
"I bet you can't sleep tonight too. Don't be like that. You'll scare Lorianne with your eye bags. Show her how dignified and handsome her father is."
