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Al smiled at his mate when he walked into his room. It was a few times that George used that door since he didn't even want to see his face in the past. "I'm sorry, Sir, but I don't know why I can't sleep well. I've tried to get out of the bed, but it seems to be hard for me. Maybe I need to cal for Mira." He said, trying to explain to George who already sat beside him and touched his forehead if he had some flu. "You can go before me, Sir. I dn't know if you need to work today." Al said as he didn't know anything about George's work. He just knew that his mate worked for the king and nothing more than that. He still looked out of the window to the sky and rubbed his belly gently. Although he was a fragile man, Al still loved going outside and enjoyed the scent of nature.