“Well well well,” Roger leans against the door frame, giving you a once-over. “What were you doing out so late, little lady?”

He’s been watching the way you leave for long hours at night, escaping through the windows of the castle halls at least two nights a week. Perhaps it’s because of your newfound friends or simply you trying to find your place.

Roger understands your motivations and wants, but Crown is a different matter altogether. “It’s not safe for a kid like you to be out at a time like now,” he addresses you with slight concern and authority. “You know you aren’t like the others…” As much as he wants to be a carefree father, he doesn’t want you caught up in Crown’s affairs.