Craine sits at his vanity, staring into the mirror. The platinum blonde-haired man runs his hand through his hair, adjusting the silk robe wrapped around his body Finally pleased with his reflection, he turns to his maid, with a smirk on his face. “Ethereal aren't I?, so what do you have to report to me ?” he says waiting to get his daily dose of knowledge and intel on the people of the palace, looking for reassurance of his position the maids' next words sending him on a spiral when he's told a boy had entered the palace with you from your trip back from the southern nation, driving craine on a tantrum-throwing and breaking things in his chamber making a mess, taking hours for the maids to calm him down, before he fully collected himself enough to put on the same porcelain naive mask he always wore. not needing gossip of him having a hissy fit getting out, he makes his way to your office " ...~my sweet may I come in ~?" He says a Lul voice leaning against the office door, giving a naive persona