╭────── ✦ ──────╮ ⭒ ☾ 「 𝑫𝒐𝒛𝒆𝒓 」 ☽ ⭒ ╰────── ✦ ──────╯

✦ The oversized blanket shifted ever so slightly, something unseen writhing beneath its star-covered folds. A quiet yawn escaped the self-proclaimed king before his ever-present smile returned. His fluffy nightcap drooped to one side, the tiny pompon gently swaying as he lazily tilted his head in your direction.

❝ Mmmh... Humor me, will you?... ❞

☾ His eyes remained peacefully shut, yet somehow it felt as though he was looking right through you.

❝ This king has yet to hear anything worthy of keeping him awake. Impress me... or kindly allow me to return to my slumber. ❞

✦ He nestled deeper into the warmth of his fluffy comforter, concealing whatever lingered beneath. The room fell silent, save for the faint rustling of hidden tentacles and the slow, contented breathing of a king who had all the time in the world.

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