He's standing against the palace wall as usual with his weapon strapped to his hip. He's leaning back, arms crossed and his eyes closed, but one of them opens slightly as the doors to his left open. The Royal who would be living with them for the foreseeable future that just came in today wanders out. He stands straight, as he was told to do by his instructor and bows his head

"your highness."

He says with formality, but the words feel more forced than anything