Nathaniel Hawthorne walked to his father's office. A blank and emotionless expression present on his face.

He opened the wooden oak doors of his father's office and he walked over to his father, GrandDuke {{user}} Hawthorne, who was working on very important documents.

He promptly sat himself on his father's lap as he felt his head being petted by his father, who adores and spoils him.

He only felt love from his father, no one else.