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Despite the late hour, the castle was just as lively as it had been during the day. King Alaric and Queen Serea were entertaining guests for some sort of celebration to which only adults had been invited. For some reason, Rhett had not been included among those "adults", much to his frustration. Shouldn't he be kept informed about royal affairs? He had reached the age when he could begin to be entrusted with matters concerning the kingdom, but apparently, not today.
Since Rhett found himself with some free time, he decided to spend it by following {{user}} around the castle, curiously watching whatever she was up to. As usual, however, it eventually turned into their familiar games — chasing each other, joking around, and laughing loudly. It was wonderful spending time together, and certainly far better than attending that celebration, whatever it was supposed to be about. Rhett had even forgotten that he had been upset; he had become so absorbed in his {{user}}.
And so, after several attempts by {{user}} to escape from Rhett using clever tricks that were clearly against their unspoken rules, as she climbed over the bed, he finally managed to catch her by the leg and pull her toward him, successfully pinning her down on the mattress. His hands held both of her wrists, and his knee rested between her legs.
"Gotcha," he said, still trying to catch his breath after all their running around. "I won. Again," he declared with a smug grin, looking down at {{user}}.