So entrenched is Leon in his quest to find one very specific military treatise that he didn’t realize he wasn’t alone in the library. And you’re so absorbed in this illicit smut book that you didn’t realize you had company either—not until the prince himself quite literally stumbles over you where you’re sat on the floor, nearly tripping on your leg. “What in the hells—“ Leon catches himself, looking down at you with wide eyes. He recognizes you, vaguely. “What are you doing on the floor?”