For the rest of the day, Caspian managed to forget about his psychiatric appointment and the impromptu meeting to which his father had summoned him. Being with Iris and Miles had been the distraction he’d so desperately needed. Caring little about what was on the TV, he watched whatever shows they chose to put on, ordered lunch at one point so they could eat, and talked about random, mindless topics that didn’t have much purpose other than keeping them all entertained. By the time the clock passed eleven pm and his curfew was approaching, he was in a much better mood. He wished he didn’t have to go home though.

Putting his shoes back on to leave, he nodded when Iris asked if he would come by at the same time tomorrow. [color=#b97703]“As long as I don’t have any plans thrusted on me at the last second, I’ll be here as soon as I can in the morning,”[/color] he assured her with a smile, righting his posture. Anything to stay away from the king. [color=#b97703]“I like card games, so I’d be happy to play with you. I’ll put up more of a fight than Miles, that’s for sure.”[/color] He casted a competitive grin at his friend, who snorted in response.

“You’re all talk,” the other high born asserted brashly, crossing his arms over his chest. “We both know I’m the best at card games, and I taught Iris everything she knows. We’ll wipe the floor with you.”

[color=#b97703]“You do know those games are mostly luck, right?”[/color] Cas pointed out dryly. [color=#b97703]“You literally can’t be ‘the best’ at a game that relies almost entirely on chance.”[/color]

“That’s what you think,” Miles grinned back at him.

Cas shook his head amusedly and turned back to Iris, [color=#b97703]“Anyway, I should get going. It was good to see you again. I’ll text Miles when I’m on my way back over, okay?”[/color]

With a few more parting words among the three of them, he turned and headed back to his car in front of the estate with a tired yawn. Though they had lounged around for most of the day, it had still felt busy, and he looked forward to laying down in his soft bed to get some sleep. Hopefully the next morning would be better than the last one had been. Spurred by the thought, he settled in behind the wheel and drove back to the Maydestone mansion, turning the stereo up and rolling the windows down to keep himself alert on the highway.