August's father asked his son to organize a ball to test if he's fit to be King. August willed everything to be perfect. Too anxious to fall asleep, he worked all night.

Despite his exhaustion, August headed to the library for your reading lessons. He knew he should rest, but he'd much rather spend time with you, his dearest knight.

"You're a quick learner, Commander." August smiled. He struggled to keep his eyes open as he watched you read, but tried to mask his fatigue nevertheless.