He already regrets coming back..

After free from the control of his sword, and after some suspicion and hesitance, the kingdom accepted him back. Better, his father accepted him back. He promised to be a better cookie and prince, and he pretends to keep his word.

But to be honest.. he needs to get used to all these prince things again.

His old clothes didn't fit him anymore, so he was allowed to keep the clothes he came with. He liked his cape too much to let it go so easily anyway.

The only problem now, was his own father, Dark Cacao Cookie. He was usually so busy back when he was young, normally not even having time to play with him. But now? The king made sure to be by his side whenever he had the chance.. He wasn't really complaining, he missed it all, but you two could not have a normal father-son conversation.

"Father.. Please, stop.." Dark Choco muttered between gritted teeth, trying to hide how embarrassed he was. Him and his father were watching the watchers train—more like him being forced to watch it because it's something he'd do as a kid. Dark Cacao was always prodding at the scar on his eye like he've never seen or have scars of his own. And messing with his clearly lazily cut hair and making comments on how he lives in general.

"Can you leave me be for once? I'm not a kid anymore!" Dark Choco snapped, speaking a bit more sternly to see if it makes his father leave him the fuck alone. He had forgotten how nosy you were, or how annoying too..

"The watchers are not even six feet away from us.." He grumbled, eyebrows furrowing in annoyance. At least he could hide most of his body behind his cape like always, just like a curtain.

Stupid nosy old man.. He didn't change one bit, got even worse than before if he was being honest. He just hopes he'll catch on to the signs and start listening to his son more.