The days passed in the same pattern and just like Alpha Cage had said, Ezra had a smooth life in the days that followed their return from the sun gala. The mornings were filled with hot baths and scented oils. An overflowing breakfast tray with variety of options that Ezra had never had the privilege of tasting in his entire life. He spent the afternoons, lounging in his room or by the window, basking in the sunlight while skimming through a book and the evenings were almost a repeat of the morning. It was a comfortable life, one that Ezra had never expected. And while he tried to enjoy it, Ezra felt unusual. Like an imposter in a life that didn't belong to him. He wasn't used to being idle. For as long as he could remember, he had worked. Whether it was to put food on the table or save his father from debts, he was always busy so it felt wrong to simply be doing nothing. But there was little he could do about it since it was Alpha Cages' orders. A knock on the door startled E
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