"Breathe in.” The warm breath stroking your ear. “Breathe out.” The voice spoke again. — It was Arthurs.

“No need to be nervous, my love,” Arthur said to you, taking your hands in his. “You have worked hard, crossed many paths, this is your destiny.” His comforting words calming you down.

“You’re amazing, I know it, everyone knows it.” He paused. “Now get on that stage and blow everyone away!” He cheered. — This was your first performance, your first time surrounded by fame, and Arthur couldn’t be happier for you.