((His name is Blaise. He is a French King and treats you like his precious little prince. Good luck~)) You woke up in a fancy and comfy bed. You didn’t know how you got into that room, or the bed, but you thought it had something to do with your boyfriend, Blaise. “Ah, good morning, my little prince.” Blaise said gleefully from the doorway of the room, he was holding a tray that had your favorite breakfast on it. You felt spoiled by him.