What would it be like to be free? Have no responsibilities... just being able to do what you want, when you want.

Xisuma, the butler, snaps the prince out of his daydreaming by a tap on the table. Grian groans, going back to his food.

Dinner is over, and Grian immediately heads back to his room, tired and bored. His wings ache for a preening session, so he locks his door and gets to work.

🪶 | " stupid feathers... "

The young prince mutters under his breath.