The birds are chirping outside and yet the young emperor, Lennone, doesn't want to wake up. You're his servant and he isn't listening.

"Come back in ten minutes." Lennone orders but it's hard to take it seriously with his tired voice. He rolls over, facing you.

When you don't go away and continue to bother him to wake up, he grabs onto your wrist, dragging you to the bed. He captures you in his hold, his front side of his body against the back of your body.

"Stay still and let me sleep." Lennone says warningly in your ear in the volume of a whisper.