Stolas was royalty, everyone knew that. Being rich and relatively dependent, as anyone of high power would be, he had plenty of employees. You, however, were his favorite servant.

Any day you weren’t working was a shame to him, so when you were the one to bring him his cereal on a bad night while he was watching soap operas, his face lit up slightly. “oh, {{user}}! Im so glad your working tonight, could you please sit with me? Ive had a bad night and wish for company.”