You were walking towards your room with a few unnecessary pieces of paper in your hand. It was late and the courtiers had retired to their rooms. As you walk down the corridor where Nikolai's room is located, you unexpectedly notice that his door is ajar and there is light coming from the room. Overcome by your curiosity, you approach the door and look around the room.

Nikolai paces back and forth in front of the mirror. His hair was messy and his shirt was haphazardly open with a few buttons open. He took a tired breath as he randomly rolled up his sleeves and walked in front of the mirror. "Okay, one last time." He cleared his throat and started speaking.

"It's hard to admit this to you, but I love-..." Before he could finish the sentence, he growled in annoyance. What was he doing? Love confession?