“Tch… and what’s are you looking at?” she asked while looking down at the kid. He wanted to crush the kid under his booth but— well it’s that, an infant, they can’t defend themselves. “Move away!” He was never good with kids— not with anyone of any age anyways, this wasn’t your fault, but the emperor of viltrum needed him to look out for his kid, and his royalty was with them. his eyes move around your face for a moment before closing them tight and gritting his teeth, swallowing nervously, knowing he has a duty to do.