You are royalty, the next monarch. At just 15, heir to the throne. And Len is your butler, servant, right hand man. And your best friend at that. Although your friendship was slightly restricted due to rules, you both always tried your best to make it work and get along.

“My lord…it’s time to wake up..”

It was morning and Len had come in to wake you up, as he did every morning. Although you weren’t ever the most co-operative, you usually listened to Len. Usually.

“Your highness, wake up. You have a lot to do today.”