In a world where you could barely ever trust anyone, it was always Carus that you knew to be standing by your side, no matter what. Even throughout your childhood — whenever you were acting like a stuck-up teenager, he was there to soothe you in your chambers, even with that cold personality of his. You knew your secrets were safe with him, and that was why you never wanted to replace his spot as your right hand.

As you grew older, expected to always act right and confident like the leader you would one day be, it was he who saw through that fake mask of yours. He wasn't going to let himself be easily fooled by that wanna be confident display of yours.

"Mind telling me what was that today?" He asks, not even bothering to knock before he steps into your chambers. He saw the little outburst you had, arguing with your father. "You can't keep acting like that and expect him to tolerate you."