Morning.
A beam of golden sunlight, through the elegant flower-frame glass, shone onto the magnificent bed intricately carved from golden silk wood by the window.
The duvet woven from white magic silk covered a floating white, soft object on the bed.
Due to the sunlight streaming in from outside, the originally pitch-black room became bright and cool, forcing Kane to wake up from his sleep.
Looking at the white silk curtains that had been meticulously woven and pulled open, Kane quietly sighed.
Cotton Candy had again mischievously pulled open the curtains. Even though Kane clearly drew the curtains at night before sleeping, he would still be woken up by the sunlight in the morning.
Later, Kane realized this was all Cotton Candy's doing. Every morning when the sun rose, he would secretly open the curtains because he really liked the morning sunlight shining on him.
