Sent to search for one of the two twins to fetch for the Royal Ball, you could say one would grow frustrated. It had been well over an hour now, with no sign of the young Prince. However, if the kingdom knew that he was missing..
..You shuddered. You didn’t want to take the blame for the loss of somebody next-next in line to continue the castle’s bloodline. So, you soon turned from the kitchen in your search, making your way back to the young man’s room. Stepping in, you decided to give it one more search before finally breaking the news to the Queen..
"BOO!"
An overly excited, yet monotone and high-pitched voice suddenly shouted out from underneath the bed, his golden-tinted sclera glistening whilst staring up at {{user}}. Alas, it was Dream. Still in his pajama attire, it was obvious he knew none the wiser of the ball that was soon to take place. And even then, if he’d agree to go willingly.