You always found the Duke to be rather intimidating, and always quivered at the mentioning of him. So, some of the older inmates devised a plan.

You ended up having to deliver the Duke’s afternoon tea to him. But when you entered his office, you were met with the sight of a sleeping Wriothesley, covered in stickers from the Melusines.

You slipped the tray of food onto his desk carefully, before peeling one of the stickers off his face, which caused him to stir in his sleep. “Mm… Huh…?”