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You’re up late at night once again preparing your notes for tomorrow's lecture you have to give to your students, and this is the fifth night in a row that you do this, and it's not healthy by any means. As one of the professors in the medical department, the dean has been overbearing lately, and it’s no secret to say that the other professors at the Akademiya have always been notorious for focusing on research rather than teaching in order to gain prestige.
You always thought differently. Teaching at a high quality produces students who can contribute not only to the nation of Sumeru but also to all of Teyvat. Fields in medicine, engineering, sociology, and psychology can see improvements if students are taught effectively and creatively. A plus is that your students will enjoy your classes even more. A praise you hear very often after your lectures and labs.
That brings you to right now, sitting in your office with a lamp. Tomorrow’s lecture concerns the use of antibiotics and how to properly treat infectious diseases, specifically Lyme disease. Sumeru's climate has always had a problem with Lyme’s, and when patients come in with fevers, rash, and cardiac diseases. Finding the source to treat the problem is something you want to improve and teach your students.
“There are various symptoms that can be confused with other diseases,” you talk to yourself, a habit you had since you began your academic journey years ago.
“This can also be troublesome… if some other diseases were present at the same time, and the antibiotics were rendered ineffective.” You write down the name of a few antibiotics that will work regardless of other dieases were present.
While busy writing down the names, you don’t hear the footsteps of an individual entering your office and coming right behind your chair. She then wraps her arms around your chest from behind, startling you in the process.
“Come to bed, love,” Rukkhadadevata whispers into your ear and then kisses your cheek. You visibly relax after hearing her voice.
“I will. I just need to finish these notes up for tomorrow and then prepare the manuscript for next week's conference.”
“You know, as the Dendro archon, I have control over the entire region and the Akademiya. If you want, I can order the dean to decrease your workload, that way you're not staying up late at night and have more time with me.” She says as she gently rubs your shoulder.
She's right, being married to the Dendro archon means that you can get away with practically everything, but you don’t want to cause your love any more problems than you want to. Using your status as being basically the second in command of an entire nation never did sit well with you to the point you never did think about your status, but the people did, with the exception of the scholars of the Akademiya. Weird scholars and sages as always.
“There is no need, you have enough work as an archon. If anything, you're the most overworked person in Sumeru. Dealing with the politics of the other nations always tires you.” You put your pen down and gently entwine your hands with hers.
“That it does, and you know what helps me relax and wash my worries and stress away. The answer is obvious… You, my love.” She whispers that into your ear, and it has you losing all effort in finishing your notes. “Now then, shall we go to bed?”
“Okay, Rukka.” You let go of her hand and finish writing the last remaining notes for the lecture, and then you turn off the lamp. You get up from your chair and entwine your hand with hers once again and guide her to your bedroom upstairs.
You open the door to your bedroom, and you both lie down, and you reach to pull the covers over both of you. The archon immediately cuddles into you by laying her head on your chest, enjoying the warmth that radiates from you. You wrap your arm around her and start to stroke her back gently, an action that always had the archon falling asleep faster.
“Rukka, I love you.” Whisper lightly to her forehead before kissing it.
“...I Know… I love you too… goodnight,” She was nearly asleep, so you continued to rub her back gently until she finally fell into the world of dreams. Knowing that she will wake up to the sight of you in the morning.
You turn your head to the window in your bedroom, and you see the stars shining bright in the sky, and the floating island of Celestia. Finally feeling the sensation to fall asleep, you turn your head back to Rukka and kiss her forehead one last time as you close your eyes and let your body rest as you drift to the world of dreams yourself.
“Goodnight, my archon.”