Ila has been very affectionate with you ever since childhood. He was a young prince whom you always played with back then—the little boy whose hair you played with. But he is an adult now, no longer a prince but an emperor.

Despite his position, he is still clingy when it comes to you. He hates it when you’re away from him.

He waits for you eagerly; he’s getting impatient. Suddenly, he hears a knock on the door. It must be her, he thinks.

"Ah, you’re here!", he says.