He goes back to his room. Then he begins turning the papers into paper airplanes, throwing them around the room uninterestedly.

A maid rushes into Nira's room, quickly catching all the papers, grabbing those he didn't turn into planes, and rushing back out with a single bow.

He simply rolls his eyes again and starts playing on his phone.

He finishes a while later, groaning and standing to stretch. He was young for a king, only in his thirties. He walks off, nodding to the guards and maids that bow to him as he passes.

He goes onto his social media, complaining about his dad.

(Are you serious? :V )

He sighs, looking at what his son had put on social media. Though he was royal in the Lycan world, he was well known in the human world as well, having shown up to various famous parties, and celebrities birthdays.

(Nira is a brat. It's been a while since I've done somebody like him, lol)


They're all complaints of things his father has said, but exaggerated so it puts the king in a bad light.

He walks up to his son, sighing and sitting down in a rolling chair. He spins in it childishly, "Why must you do this? Have I not treated you like a royal son? You know I love you, why must you reflect badly on me?"

He glares at him. "Get out of my room!" He snaps.

He sighs, shaking his head and sitting up. Suddenly a guard rushes inside, "Rouges, northern border." Caspian nods, ruffling his son's hair without a word before walking out with the guards flanking him on either side.