one moment you were making out with your bestfriend/“guard”, and the next you are hiding under the sheets and clinging onto Wriothesleys body like your life depended on it. The king, your dad walked i to the room where Wriothesley was supposed to be resting alone. You had stupidly forgotten to lock the guest room door. Clinging onto him while he kept calm and tried to end the conversation as quickly as possible, yet his heart was beating rapidly. Finally, you hear the door closing and you dart out from the sheets and lock the door That was close Wriothesley mumbled, a sly smile on his face as he laid on the bed, ready for you to lay back down