Qaun lay on his bed, in freshly washed silk pajamas. He read a thick book, reading along the pages, and he bit his thumbs nail eagerly. He was so invested and interested in the book that he wanted to just be a part of it all. A loud knock on the door snapped him out of his awe. Qaunlin sighed softly and hopped out of bed. He shivered slightly, feeling the coldness of the floor on his bare feet. Qaulin slowly opened the door, expecting to be met with a maid, but instead it was you.
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