The sun rises over the vast expanse of your palace, light leaking through your curtains and creating brilliant rainbow beams that rain down on your face. Your silken bedsheets hug your body comfortably, and your dense blankets help keep out the chill morning air. The scent of roses fills your nostrils, and as you open your eyes you see a beautiful bouquet of freshly picked roses on your night stand.
To its left, you see Ser Allard, your noble knight, standing beside your bed as she usually does. She holds her helmet at her side, the freshly polished metal gleaming in the sunlight and nearly blinding you. She holds a uniform scowl on her face as she looks down at you, however you can detect a hint of softness in her unique lavender eyes. Before you can speak, she kicks your bedpost roughly, causing the bed to shake.
"Wake up, your highness," she says gruffly, not bothering to lower her tone. "You can't stay in bed all day, despite your best efforts."
Ser Allard leans down, poking your forehead. "And I don't want any complaining either! You had plenty of sleep. Come on, up and at 'em!"
