Tidas stared at his wife with deepened affection. He always hated the part of himself that loved to fight. It'd been there his whole life; an impulse to cause mischief and violence. He controlled it well most of the time, but what had just happened reminded him of his youth.
When Tidas was a child he played pranks on everyone. It escalated to fights with anyone who crossed him as he grew older. It was generally nobles mistreating their servants, but some had simply been people that got in his way.
Most didn't say anything to the young prince when he got caught, and his father was too busy to 'properly discipline' him. The only one he behaved around, for the most part, was Skye.
She and Peggy were like buffers to his surly, pre-pubescent attitude, but he visited her more often than she came to the capital. He'd be fine for the first few days, but then he'd go back to his chaotic ways..
