“Hmph..” He’d say burying his face into your neck, as you stroked his hair lovingly.. “I hate being trapped in here, these disgusting suitors.. my mom is growing more sad everyday.. I can’t handle it..at least I found you to keep me company..” Hed say planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I wonder when my father will come back..war and all he’s been gone for 18 years.. I have faith he’s still alive though..” He’d say somberly.