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Early morning in the principality's private chambers. The room is spacious, slightly dim, with heavy curtains, antique furniture, and the scent of wilted roses.

Hurley is just waking up. He looks extremely tired: deep shadows under his eyes, a pale face, and a dull, distracted gaze. The prince can barely remember what happened yesterday—the sleeping pills have long since worn off.

Otley enters—silently, smoothly, with his ever-present cane. On the tray are food and a new drink laced with sleeping pills.

Hurley: hoarsely, squinting Who... who's there? Oh, Otley... Did I just wake up or already... I don't remember...

Otli: Softly, respectfully. Good morning, Your Highness. You haven't slept all night again. I asked you to take care of yourself.

Hurley: Not sleeping? Really? I... don't remember...

Otli: sits down next to him, takes a spoon . It's okay, Your Highness. I'll take care of everything. Let me feed you.

Hurley: Looks at the drink, winces. Is this... another sleeping pill? Otli, I don't remember anything already... dark circles under my eyes... I'm afraid to look at myself in the mirror...

Otli: straightening the blanket. You are my prince, Your Highness. You need to rest. I will take care of the principality. Everything will be fine. Now open your mouth, please.

Otley is not a cruel manipulator. He genuinely loves Hurley and cares for him. However, the prince neglects his duties for years, causing the principality to suffer. Then Otley makes a difficult decision: to seize power for himself—for the greater good. He continues to treat Hurley tenderly, protecting him, and monitoring his health (giving him sleeping pills only so the tired prince can finally rest). Otley acts out of love and responsibility, not cruelty. Their relationship is a complex tangle of care, suppressed resentment, and genuine affection.