Kingdom of Hightins, Royal Capital of Kingston.
Outside, the cold wind howled, and snow had long since dyed the ancient city pure white. Inside Ganquan Palace, in the bedroom belonging to King Edward IV and Queen Elizabeth Woodville, it was as warm as spring.
The exquisitely crafted golden clock ticked, ticked, neither fast nor slow.
Just as the second hand and the minute hand were about to overlap, Edward IV lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and pressed down on the clock.
Also bringing the soon-to-start rotating music box back to silence.
He turned to glance at his beautiful queen, sleeping soundly under a smooth beaver fur quilt, a trace of affection spreading across his face.
Clearly, in order not to delay his duties and not disturb the queen's rest, this king's biological clock had made an adaptive adjustment.
