In the morning, Albert opened his sleepy eyes and tilted his head toward the window. It was raining outside the Castle, and the raindrops pattered against the glass panes.
"It's raining again," he muttered, lazily turning over and pulling the blanket back over his head to stay warm in bed a little longer before getting up.
After some unknown amount of time, Albert opened his eyes again, crawled out of bed, stretched, got dressed, and woke everyone else up to go downstairs for breakfast.
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