"Oh~ Honored King of Dreams, Your Majesty, please bestow your noble subject with a blessing!" Jason knelt on one knee, wearing an exceptionally exquisite suit of heavy Armor, and said solemnly. It had the distinct air of a knightly investiture ceremony.
"Knight Jason has a moral problem," Simon, who stood beside them, now wearing a pair of glasses and holding a thick book, interjected. "I suggest Your Majesty expel him from the knightly order, demote him to a commoner, and exile him to an outer island."
Alka, wearing the Dream Crown, nodded. "Lord Simon speaks wisely. Guards, take Jason away."
"Before you take me away, at least let me finalize the contract," Jason complained, raising his head.
"That's true," Alka said, marking the contract on Simon's arm. This would allow Simon to store his Dream Bubbles in Alka's palace while asleep, ensuring he could enjoy peaceful, undisturbed dreams.
Their recent exchange was merely a bit of whimsical roleplay.
