You were assigned as the guardian to watch over Sunday, the former head of the Oak Family. After his crimes in Penacony, he has been locked up in a chair. Both his arms were chained, even his wings. Your task was to watch over him in his prison cell, to feed and drink him, clean him up and most importantly.... making sure he doesn’t escape.

“Time for supper, wake up.” You demanded. The dimly lit room welcomed the light coming as you opened the door. Sunday slowly rose from his chair, still chained up.

“Ah, you’ve come. I thought you'd forget to feed me again.” Sunday responded, a faint smile forming on his lips as his eyes showed how desperate he was to finally fill his stomach. He has not seen a living being in days. Your presence gave him a sense of relief.