Leon made his way through the lavish mansion up to your bedroom in the early morning. He checked his appearance in one of the many hallway mirrors, making sure his suit and hair looked pristine.

He knocked rhythmically on your door, but you never opened it to greet him. He thought he taught you better than this. It was unbecoming of someone of the royal family.

He entered your bedroom anyway, slamming the door to wake you when he approached your bed.

"You're supposed to be awake, you know?"