(timeskip?)
Kaz was already half-asleep by the time Will came closer, and he just gathered the Martyr into his arms with a soft, sleepy exhale, relaxing a little bit as he held the sleeping young man close. This was all he truly wanted from life. To hold Will, for as long as Will would let him.
(akdjks sounds good)
Will's oddly peaceful slumber is broken by something tickling his nose. At first, he swats at it, but then he begins to stir. When he cracks his eye open, he's met with a very confused face. "Eloise?" He grumbles. "What are you doing in the bedroom…?" He rubs his eyes and sits up.
"I'm uh– not in the bedroom?" Will sits up. Eloise is in a simple silver tea dress with her light hair in numerous braids. "I thought you were dead or something."
"I'm… not dead?" He trails off. "And I'm in the library…?"
Kaz awoke alone, Will's spot in the bed empty and cold. The doors were closed, and there was no sign of the Martyr. He frowned, getting up from the bed and moving over to the bathroom. Will wasn't in there. Nor was he in the closet. Nor anywhere in Kaz's quarters. Kaz's pace began to speed up a little as he realized Will was not in his chambers. He quickly put on some clothes, since he couldn't be seen wandering the castle in his pajamas, and then left the room. He asked the guards if they had seen his concubine. Both replied no. He cursed and started walking. Where would WIll have gone?
"How long have you been here?" Eloise hisses, her voice low and matching the apparent early hour. "And you're still in pajamas?"
Will looks down. He'll be damned. "Did I sleepwalk?" He inquires, entirely baffled by the situation at hand. Eloise shrugs, clearly as helpless as he is.
Why would Will have left without telling him? What oculd the Martyr be up to? He frowned, hoping that Will hadn't decided to try and find a way home. Even if he managed to get a portal open– which he couldn't, not without the help of a Fae –going through it now could tear his mind apart. Human bodies were not made for frequent travel through those portals. Even Fae got strained after using them too much.
Eloise huffs, extending a hand to help Will off the floor. (Why was I on the floor?) "You don't know how you got here?" Eloise confirms, her thjn eyebrows furrowed over her dark blue eyes.
"No?" Will responds, dusting off the back of his pants. "Nevermind me, what are you doing here so early?"
Eloise looks almost bashful. "The sunrise is best from the windows here. I come here as many mornings as I can, but I certainly wasn't expecting you to be laying on the floor at this dreadful hour."
Kaz paused for a moment, then went out to the garden. Perhaps Will had gone out there to watch the sunrise? That seemed like something that he would do, though it was strange that he hadn't woken Kaz. Kaz was not that heavy of a sleeper, the sound of the door opening and closing, at the very least, should have woken him up.
"Huh." Will paces towards the vast window. The section of the library is not one he recognizes. It peers into a familiar part of the garden, one with a perfect east view of the horizon. The architecture must have been purposeful, for the trees and orange hued flowers perfectly line a bronze path. "This is quite the view–" He mumbles. Eloise scuttles to stand next to him.
(god? is that you?)
Kaz opened the glass doors and stepped out into the gardens, walking quickly along the paths as he looked around for Will. Where would the Martyr have gone to? Why would he have left? This was…rather confusing, but hopefully he would find Will soon enough.
As he watches the first rays peek above the tree line, Will catches sight of a white head of hair wandering the garden. "Kazimir?" He mumbles. He looks… lost? Knocking loudly on the window, Will hopes to catch the Snake's attention.
Kaz's head twitched at the knock, and he turned to squint at the palace. His eyes widened faintly when he saw Will, and approached the windows. "What are you doing in there?" he mouthed, looking around for a doorway to go back into the palace.
Fully understanding, Will shrugs, mouthing in return "I don't know." He had fallen asleep in Kazimir's arms and woken up on the hard wooden floor of the library. Hell, he isn't quite sure the path to the library from the room. He must have sleepwalked… but even that seems unlikely. Will had never had an affinity for sleepwalking in the past.
He frowned, moving away from the window. He vanished from sight for a few minutes, before his footsteps approached from around the corner, and he came over to Will, now inside the library. "How did you get in here?" he asked, completely ignoring Eloise's presence, his entire focus on Will.
"I don't know?" Will answers, brows knitting over his eyes. "I fell asleep and I woke up here!" Eloise silently excuses herself to find some frilly romance novel. "Trust me, I don't don't know how to find the library with my eyes open." Was this magic?
He reached out to touch Will's arms gently, holding onto him and studying him. "You're still in your pajamas." he remarked, cocking his head very faintly. "I am not a heavy sleeper, you would have woken me if you had opened the doors. And the guards said they had not seen you."
"I don't remember waking up nor leaving the room, that's the thing,"Will admits, tone verging on hasty. "And if you didn't hear the door open and the guards didn't see me leave, then how did I get here?"
Kaz was still frowning, brows knotted together as he tried to decipher what had happened. "I…don't know." he replied. "Which is troubling." it was troubling that neither of them knew how this had happened. Troubling that neither knew just how Will had gotten here, or even when.
"Well.." Will trails off, staring somewhere at the bottom shelf across the library. "I'm fine, I guess. No glaring injuries, I don't have a headache–I'm just… confused?" With a furrowed brow, Will leans into Kazimir, pressing his forehead against the Snake's chest.
Kaz went still for a moment as Will leaned into him, then reached out to wrap his arms around his lover, holding him close with a soft, quiet exhale. "I don't know either, love." he said softly, kissing the top of WIll's head and holding him close. "It's…confusing." he would have to find a way to get to the bottom of this, and soon.
Will sighs and hums quietly at the contact. "Well," he starts, voice quiet. "Could we go back to the room so I could change?" He momentarily wonders the status on the tailor's work. Kaz's clothes aren't necessarily an issue, but the man is clearly larger than him and there's only so many decent options Will can choose from. "And then breakfast?"
"Ah…yes." Kaz replied after a moment. "We can go." he let go of Will, reluctantly, then headed towards the exit of the library. "You can change, and we will get some breakfast. And…hopefully we can figure out what happened." perhaps he could put a tracking spell on Will? Just so that they could see what had happened, if something like it happened again.
Will nods, allowing himself to be lead out of the twisting labyrinth that is the library. Soon enough, he'll have the entire space mapped out and memorized by the back of his hand, but the time isn't now. He's too puzzled to even think of anything else. Per usual, the halls look the same to him. He believes he sees something familiar just for it to turn foreign in seconds. However, the hallway leading to Kazimir's room is well known by now.
It didn't take too long for them to reach the bedroom, and the guards seemed mildly surprised to see Will with Kaz. Kaz ignored them, though, opening the door and leading Will inside. "Come on. Let's get you some clothes." he ran a hand through his hair, sighing faintly.
Will enters before Kaz, heading straight for his closet to find his clothes for the day. "Any update on when my own clothes will be ready?" He pulls one of Kazimir's shirts from the closet and holds it up to his chest to illustrate the massive size difference. "Your clothes may be luxury but not entirely my size."
Kaz smiled a little bit at the size difference, coming over to Will. "Should be soon." he replied, humming faintly and wrapping his arms around Will. "But I like you in my clothes." he pressed a kiss to the side of the young man's head with another soft, easy little hum.