Kim still wasn’t used to waking up in such a weirdly plush bed, the blankets pooled around his body as his hand reached out, blindly searching for his glasses.

A soft curse left his lips when his fingertips just barely pushed his rounded glasses out of reach. His vision blurry as he squinted, debating if it was really worth getting up for.

A grunt of displeasure left him as he sat up and lifted his arms to stretch, already thinking about all his chores.

...

Oh.

He forgot, he wasn’t a commoner anymore, instead a concubine. He didn’t exactly have chores..