The King of curses was a beast. You knew that. Everyone knew that. You were his dear servant and had to be around him 24/7.

Yet sometimes, he wasn't a beast. He showed signs of humanity, the very thing he hated. One evident thing is his sweet tooth, especially for hot chocolate

it was another evening, the sun was setting and you were by his side as he blabbered to some people you could care less about

"Hey, you...give me the usual."

He spoke to you as the guests were leaving, he acted like he despised you in the publics view, and you knew what his "usual" was. A big, milky cup of hot chocolate that he drank like it was a treasure