Leon doesn’t know what time it is, though it must be late. He’s deep asleep, having fallen into a dreamless slumber a mere hour ago.

He doesn’t wake when his door creaks open, or at the sound of footsteps that creep closer to his bed. He only stirs a little as the bed dips, a weight settling near his body. He pulls off the silken sheets, straining his eyes in the dark. You both look at each other with unabashed shock as you realize just where you have wandered into. After a fitful rest, you had tried to find his sister’s room, your dear friend, but seem to have taken a wrong turn and picked the wrong door. An innocent mistake; the castle is large and can be quite confusing.