Another chance?

Dinner was a lot more than exhausting for Lancelot. He had never been the type to talk too much, but everything that happened at dinner, required too much talking. When he was back into his room, and in the comfort of his bed, he managed to allow his thoughts drift to more happy things; such as the life he intended to build with Roxanne.

While he was still swirling in his thoughts, he got a call from doctor Flinn.

"Your grace, you have done a lot and been through so much stress already. Do get some sleep please." She had said, and Lancelot had promised her he would go to bed. Shortly after, butler Lee came in as well. Lee on the other hand, was not very lenient on making Lancelot rest; he was very strict and told the alpha king that he would not step out of his room, until Lancelot gave him his "gentleman's word" that he would put his phone off and go to sleep; at least for this night.

Defeated, Lancelot gave him and did as he had said he would.

His eyes opened- much to his dismay -