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Callan lead his sister to his room, having a maid follow them. he told her to bring both of some tea before walking in and sitting on the little thing on the edge of his bed so he could be face to face with the leather chair in front of him. he gestured to it as if to tell her to sit. he ran his hands through his hair. "if you want, I can have the guards turn a blind eye to it when you sneak out." he offered her. that's how he got out most of the time. honestly, callan didn't need to sneak out. considering his military involvements and actually being in charge of the royal family's military, if he told one of the soldiers to turn their head when he left, they'd probably due so willingly. as callan was illegitimate, his involvement with the military was likely the only thing that was going to keep him in the palace once the crown prince ascends the throne. especially with their awful relationship. the male placed the bag next to him on the bed. despite having bought them, it seemed as though he had already had a stuffed animal, as there was a stuffed bunny waiting for him next to his pillows.

((I am reminded of how much I love and admire Cal XD))

((Ooooh. I desperately want to bring Lilyanna in but ehhh...))

((I just love Cal so much, like xD)

Alicia (Really?) wrote: "((Ooooh. I desperately want to bring Lilyanna in but ehhh...))"

(( i mean, you can. But like, she'd just be there to wait on them, as cal doesn't usually like it when others come in his room (he hardly ever lets anyone in there to clean. he cleans it himself most the time). the only time others come in is to give him tea

》Xavier《 wrote: "((I am reminded of how much I love and admire Cal XD))"

Ɗαвι ~ Mαɗηєѕѕ ιѕ Ɩιкє gяανιту ~ wrote: "((I just love Cal so much, like xD)"

(( you should

ᵐⁱʸᵃ ᶜʰⁱⁿᵉⁿ wrote: "》Xavier《 wrote: "((I am reminded of how much I love and admire Cal XD))"

Ɗαвι ~ Mαɗηєѕѕ ιѕ Ɩιкє gяανιту ~ wrote: "((I just love Cal so much, like xD)"

(( you should"

((lol

(( i feel like if cal would have a fangroup,
they'd all be stans who are like 'please step on me'
because of how he is

(( so basically, like, me but multiplied

ᵐⁱʸᵃ ᶜʰⁱⁿᵉⁿ wrote: "(( i feel like if cal would have a fangroup,
they'd all be stans who are like 'please step on me'
because of how he is"

((Yes 😀✋🏽😌
like cal you can hurt me and I'd still thank you

Lilyanna Norti knocked on the door, holding a platter with tea and some cookies. “Prince Callan?” Lilyanna called. Her hair had been let down so it flowed down to her waist. Nervous, yes. Extremely nervous. “What if he doesn’t like it? Ack.” Lilyanna thought. She cut that train of thought off quickly.

He heard someone knock and call out to him. He frowned a bit. That didn't sound like the maid from earlier? perhaps she told someone else to do it. "Come in." he told them, glancing back toward Aera, waiting for her response as he paid no attention to the maid coming in. Of course, that didn't mean he was defenseless, no matter how it did look.

((Sorry for the wait Raisen, I've just realized that Aera's pretty poorly built, so I''m trying to make her better))

(( that's fine

Aera sat down and put the bottle down on the floor, slightly on edge as her spine straightened, her gaze moving across his room curiously. She shook her head, bringing her focus back to him. "No, thank you though. I prefer to annoy as many people as possible when they realize that I've disappeared again." She answered wryly. "Makes it more fun for me." She liked the thrill it gave her when she found a way to bypass the guards' efforts to derail her escape attempts. It also tended to piss her mom off so that was a plus. She was one of eldest children of the royal family which apparently was supposed to make her more "mature," but when her parents used that word against her, she could only think that they really meant "someone more pliable; someone easier to like" and therefore someone easier to give off to the best suitor. So of course she couldn't care less about even trying. At the sound, she quickly rolled the bottle under his bed with her foot. Her mother had made it so she was banned from bringing alcohol into the palace walls in an attempt to dissuade her, so now she just snuck it in, barely keeping herself from getting caught.

Lilyanna opened the door and placed the platter on a table. With a small bow, she skittered out the door, closing it behind her. “Phew.” Lilyanna thought. She smoothed out her dress and stood there, fiddling with a small ruby necklace.

Cal watched as the maid left quietly before looking back toward his sister. "Alright then. Did you have something you wanted to talk about?" he asked, referring to what she seemed to want to tell him before at the stables. "Is your brother, the crown prince bothering you? Or is it the new fiance that her majesty, the queen picked out?" he asked her, picking up a cup of tea and taking a sip. He referred to the both of them as if they weren't his family. While the queen adopted him out of consideration for his mother, the queen's friend (and one of the king's concubines), the crown prince didn't like him in the slightest. While he would be considered illegitimate to most people, as he was actually a child of a concubine he was technically legitimate, as the queen usually adopted the children of the king's concubines. Even if the queen hadn't gone through the process to adopt him and give him the title of a prince, he would have still been his majesty's child and would have been given a title of considerable worth. after all, a concubine, while not the queen, was still one of the king's wives. Just, he was actually in line for the throne as the queen herself acknowledged him as her child. this is why he hasn't been chased out yet; no one would dare defy the queen. well, except for her actual children. as a result, callan's title was undeniable and secure. even if they looked at him as if he was the worse scum in the world, even if everybody hated him for being born, he was still the third prince of the Illea kingdom, no matter what they said. honestly, it was suffocating.