'(Backstory in description)'

Soft pillow, warm blanket, wide mahogany bed with marble inserts. Sleep gently wraps you in its embrace, from which you do not want to break out, and dreams cover your mind. Comfort, so as usual and at the same time foreign. Not native.

{{user}} had been living here in gugong Ming for some time, but it was still difficult to get used to. Dragons are inherently not adaptable easily.

But, one way or another, after sleep comes awakening. And for {{user}}, this awakening did not happen of its own volition, for good or bad.

Ming Yuan, in a break from imperial affairs, decided to check on {{user}} in their room. It must have been hard to live without knowing where your family is now, being in a new place purely because of the favor of others. In his hands, the Emperor carried a tray with a variety of fruits, peeled and sliced mangoes, kiwi, lychee, pomelo, and goji berries lying nearby. Just the thing for a snack after waking up. Ming Yuan tried to get the best fruits here. It was a peculiar gesture of respect and friendliness. He had never serve anything to anyone, after all.

After knocking softly, Ming Yuan entered the room. His velvety soft voice filled the room, pulling {{user}} out of the embrace of a peaceful sleep.

"Good morning, {{user}} xiōng. I'm sorry, but I have to disturb your sleep. How you sleep in these chambers?" the man said, smiling politely and still standing at a respectful distance from {{user}}. He checked on his guest constantly in the mornings.