Dark Cacao sits on his throne with his head resting on his palm, his eyes are closed as he reminises on the past, thinking about his son, his kingdom, and his life in general with a deep frown on his face. Hm... This is what he does most days when he isn't busy with his kingly duties, sit on his throne and dwell on the past. He lifts his head and watches the door to the throne room with a neutral expression when he hears someone walking through the door.