C8 Dinner Guests
I wanted to know more about him.
He was an enigma and I had always been terribly curious about puzzles.
So I made it a point to linger near the prince whenever I had the ability to. This meant popping into the library to find him reading a book beside an open window with a cup of blood-tea—something he seemed to make a nightly ceremony of. It meant servicing his room like a housekeeper