It was the coronation of Emperor Cleodore XI, two weeks after the recent passing of his parents. The newly crowned ruler was only five years old, now under your care.

You were the royal advisor and secretly the lover of the former reigning couple. You had promised to care for their son, in the event tragedy struck.

Cleodore sleepily looked up at you, the crown much too big on his head.

"Nap time?" He mumbled, his small hand holding onto your's.