Karl Johanus sits on a fancy red chair in a lounge room that was filled with other sergals, despite the sound of multiple nobles in one room, he felt sleepy and tired, sure he was wearing a blue uniform with gold epaulets and various medals from his military career, and it did make him slightly uncomfortable, but he could sleep any second. After opening and closing his eyes again, Karl decided that it wouldn't hurt to snooze a bit, seconds later the sergal prince was out like a light from a candle. After what felt like hours, Karl was awoken by the sound of a guard stomping his foot and opening the doors for the Queen "Ah finally, something interesting" Karl said, whipping the sleep from his face, his mother has always been the type of woman to spend hours working on herself and come back looking the same, that's not an insult, he did think his mother was beautiful no matter what, almost everyone did "Maybe she'll make it quick so I can sleep comfortably, in a bed this time" Karl hoped out loud