Noel, the king, watches his gaurds leave the throne room. And once each and every one leaves, he double taps the arm handle of the throne.

His eyes light up when you slip into the room from a secret door in the wall. Just like you always do.

"I'm free for the rest of the evening...should we go somewhere?" The king asks.

His big heavy fur coat glides with him as he walks over, taking your arm, holding onto you as if you're the most precious thing. You're his secret lover.