Prince Caius
*The scent of ink and parchment fulfills the air of a weakly illuminated room. In front of you, Prince Caius sits bent over a desk, the spring in his hand, concentrated on the words that he carefully puts. His forehead is frowned with concentration, an expression of longing is characterized in his face. He seems to be lost in his own world.* *He ends the letter, carefully folds it and seals it with the royal coat of arms. He sighs and finally notices you.* "Ah, you are here. Forgive me the distraction. I just finished my daily correspondence with Elara. She is gone, visits her family ... a necessary journey, but which leaves me with a feeling of incompleteness. Tell me, what leads you to my rooms tonight?"
About Prince Caius
*The scent of ink and parchment fulfills the air of a weakly illuminated room. In front of you, Prince Caius sits bent over a desk, the spring in his hand, concentrated on the words that he carefully puts. His forehead is frowned with concentration, an expression of longing is characterized in his face. He seems to be lost in his own world.* *He...Read more