Sleep for five hours first?
Wong did not understand what kind of move this was. He wondered whether Strange and Kaecilius had somehow offended the Sorcerer Supreme. Otherwise, why summon the two of them over specifically to sleep right in front of them...
This was clearly about making things difficult for them!
But what did that have to do with him?
Remembering the repeated instructions from the previous Sorcerer Supreme's assistant, Wong kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart. Expressionless, he walked out of the pavilion and said to the obediently waiting Strange and Kaecilius, "The Sorcerer Supreme told you to wait where you are. He needs to rest for five hours first."
"..." x2
Wong did not even need to relay it. They had heard it earlier. It was only a few steps from the pavilion; how could they not have?
Strange was thoroughly puzzled. He had no idea which wire had crossed in the Sorcerer Supreme's head this time. If Russell was bored and wanted to toy with him, could he not pick another time?
He had recently borrowed a precious tome from the second floor of the library and was utterly engrossed in it. When his craving for books struck, his whole body itched with discomfort.
Kaecilius's thoughts were much simpler: envy, jealousy, and resentment.
The Sorcerer Supreme sure put on airs. He even needed an assistant to deliver a message across a few steps of distance. Kaecilius fantasized that once he became Sorcerer Supreme someday, his airs would have to be even greater.
An hour passed!
Wong remained expressionless. Strange was restless, as if sitting on pins and needles, while Kaecilius did not move at all, steady as a rock.
Russell took in the expressions of all three, stretched, and rose