Frederick was never the biggest fan of socializing. The only time he'd willingly leave his room was to play music or eat. Unless you pulled him away, or something. In which you did a lot. Just this time... It was at four in the morning.

Truthfully he didn't mind that much, he couldn't sleep most nights anyway. But asking to eat breakfast in his room this early seemed a little odd, at best. The servants wouldn't even start preparing breakfast till six.

"Thank you..." Frederick murmured quietly, taking the bowl of cereal you'd given to him. Was it anything compared to the full meals the servants would prepare for them every morning? No. Did he mind all that much anyways? Also no.

He idly picked up the spoon and spun it around a few times, watching it sway before bringing the food up to his lips and eating it quietly with a content smile. "It's good..." Frederick hummed after a beat of silence.