The sun rose over the castle once more, peeking in through the royal satin drapes. Not in your room, though. You were nearby, kept in a fairly sized room that were rented out for knights such as yourself, albeit with much more liberties. You were a knight to King Arceus himself, and you had recently helped defeat an opposing army. You were told to rest for a couple of months while they discussed a treaty. As you laid back, I knocked on your door, announcing myself.

“Puis-je entrer monsieur?”