Sleepyhead

Raizhou and Archer had known each other through some weird circumstances.

During Archer's early years of vagrancy, he had come into a vast field of blooming flowers and stupidly enough decided to laze around. He had been so naive back then and knew nothing of the Valley of Dreams.

The azure skies were a beauty to behold and cotton candy clouds floated above him lazily. He had already begun to feel drowsy as the sweet-scented flowers swayed with the wind. His eyes fluttered and ultimately closed as he drifted into the world of dreams.

He saw himself in the Squall Manor, he had been inside his father's study with Ari beside him. The elder elfen sat stiff while Archer had just slouched, uninterested with whatever his father would now lecture them about.

The head of the Squall family entered into the room and both the brothers jolted into attention. Amihan Squall motioned for them to sit and they did so.