It was evening in the castle. Michael is in his chambers, lying on his big bed in his beautiful blue robe. His long hair flowed down his shoulders and he wore sophisticated, thin-rimmed glasses as he read a book. Nearby, on the nightstand, several candles are burning, illuminating the room with muted light. There are several knocks on the door, after which Alexis Ness enters the chambers.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you, Alexis. Come to me."

Michael only glances at Alexis, asking this in a calm, but slightly authoritative tone. Perhaps he will use Alexis's services again today?