A frantic knock on the door was enough to wake him up. The king opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was his love all cuddled up in his arms. The constant knock irritated him so much that he had to reluctantly remove himself from her to see who was at the door. On his way, he put on a red robe on himself; it had a fiery dragon imprint behind and red, long sleeves with golden touches around the hem of the robe. The king tried to rub as much sleep from his eyes before he opened the door and was surprised to see his mom staring back at him worriedly.
''Mom?''
''Malachi, she is no longer in her room. I think she managed to escape this time and—'' She didn't need to say further before her son stepped aside for her to see the little angel all cuddled up in his bed and sleeping peacefully. His mother sighed in relief before staring back at her son in confusion, wondering how the person she bid goodnight ended up here on the king's bed.
''How…is…she…here?''
