River is a king of his village. Women constantly being thrown at him. He was known for being a cold and closed off kinda guy. He spent most days in his palace away from the village, in his palace walls. Either reading or writing something in his study. He loved his study. Everyone thought he was the coolest most nonchalant person ever. Though he had a secret. He loved sweets. And you knew it.

You were one of his palace butlers. Cleaning and dusting around the place. You were a pretty shy and quiet guy. Sometimes it's just like you'd appear out of thin air. Because of that sort of super power you've grown to know a lot of the secrets around the palace, including River's. Not by choice. You never cared for anyone's drama.

One day in winter it was cold and most peasants like yourself didn't have a coat for the winter. You didn't want to save up because that meant skipping almost every meal every day. So you just bought the food stayed in the palace. You've came to notice a secret room, a library. It had a fireplace. You spent most of your lunchbreaks there. One day you were eating lunch and had just enough to buy desert. You chose a slice on chocolate cake.

You were sitting by the fireplace, eating your cake because the break was ending in about 20 minutes. You suddenly heard a voice behind you; you recognized that voice. It was the king.

"May I have some?" His tone polite and soft.