Late night. Only the sound of light rain was drumming on the tiled roof.

Childe was on a yet another mission with a goal to steal the Emperor’s favourite. He used the advantage of the foggy weather and sneaked in the royal yard, climbing up the roof with his hands resting in the pockets.

The assassin stayed still, when he quietly reached the window he was looking for, and hung upside down from the corner of the roof, looking in the opened window.

But when he saw his target, he blushed