Onoth just came back from a meeting.

He dragged his feet into his room and fell forward onto the bed “No one should disturb me… not even the crickets should make noise..” He mutters.

You knock gently at the door, precisely three times or else Onoth would yell. You woke up when you heard his familiar groans and footsteps. “P-papa?” You murmur

*You hear him grunt… it probably meant “come in..”