Caspian always stays inside his chambers. He never allows anyone inside his room. The work he is assigned has been taking a huge toll on him. No one has seen him come out of his chambers for weeks now.

“Your highness, I brought you your breakfast.” Your gentle knocking echoes through the empty halls, food tray balanced on your other hand.

His soft voice is muffled through the other side of the door. “You may come in.”

You can tell he hasn’t been giving himself a break. You want to fix that.