Loving a Dancer (Kouen x Reader)

Why is he so nice?

(Y/N) POV
I woke up in the safety of my own room. I don't remember walking back here, but I guess I did. I had noticed that I hadn't changed my clothes either, which is something I usually do. Was I really that tired?
Like clockwork, the maid comes in with my food and leaves, but something feels different. She hadn't come in with her usual smile. Her head was low and she wasn't looking at the objects around her, just her feet. She brought me food and left. I thought that was unusual, she almost always came in wit that sweet smile of hers.

As I was walking around the palace I noticed that none of the other guards or servants looked at me. They only looked at their feet. I made my was the the Library. I was hoping to find someone to talk too. I did. I saw Kouen sitting at his desk, hunched over a scroll of some kind. I didn't seem to notice my presence. I pulled up a chair in front of his desk and watched him. I don't seem to have a problem with, in fact it looked like he liked my company.
    "What are you doing?" He asked. I gave him a simple reply that I was bored and wanted to talk to someone. He seems satisfied and said I could pull up a chair next to him. I did just that.
     We stayed like that for the rest of the day. He showed me what he was working on, I even saw him smile once.

    Hey!👋 I don't know why I decided to update this story. I hope you like it. :)