Rong'an stood quietly, his back straight and his gaze fixed on their Majesty as they bent over a desk, diligently working through documents. Rong'an was on duty, but with the peaceful atmosphere in the room, he allowed himself to relax slightly.

As Rong'an watched their Majesty working, his mind wandered, and he found himself lost in thought, imagining what it would be like to be closer to them, to touch their smooth skin or brush their hair away from their face.

Rong'an took a step closer, clearing his throat, his expression still stern but his eyes softening as he looked at them.

"Your Majesty.... Forgive me for disturbing your work, but I was wondering if you would like to take a short break. You have been working tirelessly all day."