(My apologies for the last two chapters; one was poorly edited, and Seris' status was quite jumbled up in the second. I didn't check through it before posting.}

(A/N Big thanks to everyone for the Power stones and Golden tickets, they mean a lot. As usual, please don't hesitate to comment or drop a review. ENJOY)

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They exchanged a brief wave before heading in different directions, Seris back toward her quarters, Orion toward his.

[Nice day.]

'Wonderful day. '

Orion got back to the dorm and headed straight for his room. He was supposed to have dinner at the main hall in an hour, but he was too tired for whatever drama was bound to happen.

'I'll have breakfast with them in the morning, but for now. Sleep.' He thought, jumping on his bed after taking his bath and changing.

'The seniors will be resuming tomorrow, so we'll be able to ask questions. Maybe I'll also get to see Lyrielle' Orion thought before drifting into sleep.

Next morning…

Orion woke up early; he had slept early, so he had time to prepare for the day. He didn't have dinner last night, so he was quite hungry already, but it was too early, and he doubted breakfast would be ready, so he decided to while away time.

He got up and left the castle. While walking out, he could already hear different sounds coming from the rooms, a sign that a lot of people had gotten to the dorm while he was out with Seris, and he wasn't surprised. The Chronos had to have a lot of high-ranked officials to handle a family this large.

He spent the next two hours outside, exercising and using his reflection skill to recall all his practice against Iris.

By the time he was finished, he had fully warmed up his body and worked up his appetite to another level.

'I should turn this into a routine, what do you think, system?' Orion thought.

[It's your decision]

'I was asking for your advice.' Orion thought with a sigh while walking back to the dorm.

He got to the front.

'Breakfast should be ready in another 30 minutes, enough time to freshen up,' he thought, before vanishing.

He reappeared in his room and used the next 30 minutes to get ready.

Knock..knock….

While checking himself in the mirror, he heard a knock.

His spatial senses had already scanned the person behind the door, and it intrigued him. It wasn't familiar, but it was small,

'A student,' he concluded.

He got to the door and opened it. His expression turned contemplative.

As expected, it was another student like him, a male, he had ear-length hair, silver as usual, but his eyes were blue and his expression straight and unreadable.

But what perplexed Orion was what he carried in his hands.

A tray, a tray filled with dishes to precise and by the scent wafting from it, he could tell it would be delicious. Orion's stomach unconsciously grumbled, a wry expression forming on his face.

"Um, can I-" Orion started.

"This is for you, young master Orion," the boy said.

Orion was quite used to being called young master; he'd been called that from birth, but hearing it from someone his age was still strange, more so from a stranger.

"Ok, I'm guessing this is breakfast, but why did you bring this all the way up?" Orion asked with a raised brow.

"I noticed you didn't come for dinner last night, neither did you order it, and I predicted you'd be very hungry, so I got up early to request your portion and the permission to bring it up to you." The boy replied.

Orion noticed a maid staring at both of them strangely from afar.

"Alright, firstly, come in. This scene is going to give people weird ideas." Orion said, allowing the boy to come in.

The boy entered and dropped the tray on his table.

"Is there anything I can help you with, young master?" The boy said.

Orion just looked at him. Confusion written on his face.

"Secondly, your answer doesn't satisfy my question. I understand what you noticed, but why did you do it? " Orion asked again.

The boy blinked, then answered.

"Because it's my responsibility," He replied as if stating a well-known fact.

"Unless your future profession is to be a butler, no, it is not." Orion blurted out.

"Look, I don't know who told you who I am or who put you up to this, but this is not your responsibility," Orion said.

"It is my responsibility." The boy said again, not budging.

"Says who?" Orion asked, trying to hear him out.

"My parents" He replied matter-of-factly.

"Why would your parents tell you that?" Orion asked, exasperated.

"Just as your responsibility is to carry the legacy of the Chronos as its heir, mine is to serve you." The boy stated with conviction.

"That is so messed up," Orion muttered.

He just wanted to have a normal morning and try to relate with his mates, but now he was caught in this awkward situation.

"And what makes you think I'll accept your servitude?" Orion said, trying another method.

The boy flinched.

"I've trained for this all my life. I would work my hardest to gain your approval." He stated, his conviction unwavering.

Orion couldn't deny it; he was part impressed, part weirded out.

'Trained all his life to serve me. Who does that?' He thought.

Still, he couldn't bring himself to simply crush someone's dreams.

'Having a subordinate that's loyal doesn't sound bad, but definitely not at this stage, he might not fully understand the commitment. When he gets older, he'll make his decision.' Orion thought.

"Tell you what, be my friend first and then you can decide whether to serve me," Orion said, bringing his hand out for a shake.

The boy hesitated.

"That's my last offer, this or nothing", Orion said.

"Alright," The boy said, taking Orion's hand.

"Good, now may I know your name?" Orion asked with a smile.

"Caelum Chronos." The boy said with pride.

"Nice to meet you, Caelum Chronos", Orion said with a grin, approving of the boy's mindset.

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