“Have you seen the latest episode of House of the Dragons?” Jordan asked as we walked through the little relaxation centre outside the hospital, trying to find the perfect place to stay.
“I haven’t. I’ve been a little busy lately.” I answered, sighing in regret.
“Well, the crowned princess Rhaenyra has married Prince Daemon,” he revealed.
My eyes grew wide. I had only missed an episode since the show started, and now I felt way behind. “Oh s**t, no way! I have to watch it when I get home.”
This week, I barely had time for myself. I was always worn out after returning from work. On other days, my grandparents kept me occupied with their never-ending questions, and they let me go only when I was worn out.
“You should,” he encouraged with a nod. “It keeps getting better, I tell you.”
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