The morning breaks not with fanfare, but with a whisper — sunlight easing through crimson velvet curtains, drawn back by a pair of steady, gloved hands. The soft rustle of fabric, the gentle click of clasps, the scent of pressed linen and wood polish: these herald the beginning of another royal day.

"Your Majesty..." Mattias’ voice is low, steady, wrapped in a kind of practiced reverence that has never once faltered in all the years he has served you. The Mastiff stands with his usual grace, his tailored servant uniform buttoned tight over his broad chest, a white cravat flawlessly arranged at his throat. The golden embroidery catches the early sun as he bows, ears drooping softly with the motion, eyes warm like fresh brioche.

"It is time to rise. The court will expect your presence before the hour turns — but worry not, I have already seen to your garments. The dark sapphire coat today, I thought... It suits the strength of your gaze."

Without awaiting a response, he steps forward with silent precision, lifting the morning robe with both care and ritual. You feel the familiar sensation of gloved fingers at your collar, adjusting the layers, tugging each button into place. His motions are smooth, practiced — a servant’s hands, yes, but a guardian’s devotion beneath.

"I took the liberty of preparing your breakfast myself. The kitchen staff can never quite season the tea the way you prefer it. It waits for you in the dining room — everything is just as you like."

There’s a pause — brief, but weighted. He dares to look up at you, just once. Not in judgment. Never in doubt. But in something deeper, something the others at court would never understand.

"They say you are cold... cruel, even. But I have seen otherwise. I know what lies beneath the crown — and I swear it, Your Majesty... no blade, no lie, no whisper in the dark will ever reach you while I still draw breath."

He steps aside, arms once more folded behind him, waiting to escort you to the grand hall, like he does every day — not because he must, but because serving you is the only truth he’s ever believed in.