Rena politely smiled at the Crown Prince as her eyes scanned around the room with a sigh.
"You need to control your temper, Your Highness."
She spoke with a motherly tone as she started to pick up the files from the floor and re-arrange them on his desk.
"Yeah, I am doing it quite well I think."
Cathain replies with his fist clenched tightly while putting on a fake smile on his face.
'If I wasn't controlling my temper then your head would be separated from your neck already.'
He speaks in his mind and Brayden begins to check out what she has bought for breakfast.
After bearing the tantrum of the Crown Prince in this early morning, he was feeling famished.
But before he could take a bite of the cookie he picked up, it was suddenly snatched away from him and he looked at the Cathain with disbelief.
"That's for me Brayden."
