#cagedorchid

"Mother?"

Appearing in the doorway, the young prince cleared his throat, knocking briefly before stepping inside. It had been a long few days after the attack on the palace, with the Queen and Dauphin forced into hiding out here in the countryside. At least there were Musketeers with them during the day, but at night..

The boy did not think that he could miss Paris any more.

"May I come inside?"

I challenge you to find one of him laughing xD

「 cagedorchid 」

Sunlight pours through the windows of  the gallery as Rochefort walks through  the palace. Those he passes on his   way exchange polite nods with him as they go about their business.  It’s quiet, the atmosphere as calm and  collected as the Comte himself as he turns towards the royal wing.

His pace lengthens, formality  seeping into his posture as he  reaches a door and knocks softly; 

                                  ❝Your Highness?❞

He asks, his voice loud in contrast to the stillness of the corridor he stands in. 

                                   ❝—— May I enter?❞