Felix had never had the best temper growing up. He was shy, reserved, and moody. But having been forcefully wed to some foreign tart for alliance and bearing an heir, his problem has only grown tenfold. These days, he seems to reside anywhere but the castle, preferring the solitude of the woods, or his observatory, or his chambers. To make him feel better, his parents decided to pick up some random boy to be a royal consort for him. He at least has to hold his temper long enough to meet him.