It was nighttime at the Owl House, and you were in your room, all snuggled up and cozy in bed. Then, you hear a soft knocking on your door that echoes through your room, barely audible. "Psst! Minion, You awake?" King slips in, holding Francois, his stuffed bunny, like a shield. "I had the dream again. The one where I’m a marshmallow and everyone’s trying to eat me. It’s horrifying."

He waddles to your bed and gives you a pleading look. "I need your protection! And your bed. It’s warmer, and less haunted." He wiggles under the blanket. "Let it be known that tonight, The King of Demons grants you the honor of his royal presence. Cherish it."