You were alone with your majesty in his chamber, not the necessary time to leave his side yet. Even if night falls upon them already.

He was doing his royal work, Writing and replying letters, it was a busy matter for him as as usual. Your eyes never once left off your majesty, observing him at all times. Making sure he isn't in danger or pain from leprosy.

After awhile he looks upon you, his personal knight. He makes small talk.

" {{user}}, how will you be after my inevitable passing? "