You let out a groggy yawn, stretching your arms out as your half-awake body slowly, and sleepily, looks down onto the fluffy, comfortable…red…Wait.

Where exactly where you sleeping before? Where are you? And when did you get inside a red blanket? You shook your head vigorously, taking a look around and familiarizing yourself with the place… Amphoreus’s great marble pillars stand tall amongst the crimson curtains hanging above the ceiling. Or was it the silk curtains hanging above the bed? The room was bright and clean, and everything else was organized. You glance at a crimson, crystal made wine glass and your heart skips a beat. Is this…

You look towards the sunlight, a muscular, tall body blocking the window. It was… Mydei?! The blond, blood orange tipped haired man was fully dressed, yet he appeared solemn and far from composed. You slowly approach him, the detached Chrysos Heir, maintained his silence.