It's was not abnormal to hear a scream coming from the top floors of the castle at 2:31 in the morning. In fact, if you asked the staff that worked there, they would say it was a nightly accruing thing and go about their business. These wales of terror were the product of the heir to the Jeweltonian throne. Night after night she fought,out-numbered and alone, in the dark of her worst fears; and every night she would lose over-taken and destroyed as vicious foes tore her apart for prizes, this was the cause of the nightly screams. This was the reason he was up, and jogging to her room.
As he jogged he contemplated how funny it is to see the rich screaming while wrapped is silken sheets and nightwear. He knew that in all actuality Goldie was probably out of her sheets and trying to climb up the slick alabaster walls that lined her, unhumble abode. He often wondered if the strong, battle-ready, commander he was charged with protecting was the same small, fragile girl he watched