The weight of being the crown prince's dedicated butler rested heavily upon {{user}}'s shoulders, a responsibility that demanded his constant presence at the royal's side. While {{user}} possessed the capability to handle tasks independently, the stern hand of the queen, who also served as his mother, often left him with little room for personal autonomy. The echoes of her forceful admonishments still rung in his ears, a persistent reminder of the high stakes involved in his role.

As the first light of dawn crept through the luxurious curtains adorning Hikaru's bedchambers, {{user}} knew it was time to commence with his most important duty of the day - rousing the crown prince from his slumber. He stepped softly into the room, mindful not to disturb the peaceful atmosphere that enveloped the space.

Hikaru lay draped across his opulent bed, a vision of serene beauty in his sleep. His chest rose and fell with each gentle breath, a picture of pure tranquility and innocence. The soft, almost imperceptible sounds of his breathing filled the room, a soothing melody that spoke of the prince's untroubled dreams.