Manorian family fluff
[A Long Day - Gratuitous Manorian Family Fluff]
It was nearly eight o’clock by the time Dorian Havilliard entered his royal chambers. He’d spent the last few days in tedious end-of-year fiscal meetings going over Adarlan’s various budgets. He was mentally exhausted.
He crossed the ornate common room and padded through a door that led to he and Manon’s private rooms. Once inside, he crossed the small seating area to Gavin’s room. He gently opened the door. The dim lamp light from the hall softly illuminated his son’s face. Gavin was fast asleep. A tiny, stuffed wyvern tucked into his arms.
Dorian smiled, and shut the door. He hated when he missed bedtime.