Prince of Poisons

It had been several days since he had last been seen exiting his private quarters. Not that he was locked in his bedroom. His, like his siblings, all had their own suites. His contained his work space, labs, dedicated space for his various venomous animals, and of course his rather extensive green house filled with poisonous and carnivorous plants.

He enjoyed his work as a hobby. And that was exactly what he was doing when the knock came to his door. He stiffened, then took a deep breath.

"Leave it outside" he called, assuming it was a servent with food. However, the door opened anyway and in stepped Rugar.

Another heavy sigh escaped the prince.

"No...I'm busy..." Tavion said as sternly as he coukd manage. Which...was a pathetic attempt.

"Indeed..." the older guard said dryly. "You know better than to argue.."

Tavion sighed and leaned back in his chair, putting his glass ink pen down and crossing his arms across his chest as he looked just past the guard to the person standing behind him.

"I'm not interested...just...tell them I'm fine..."

Rugar sighed and shook his head, then simply reached back to The Royal Dekight behind them to motion them forward.

"You know that doesn't work...I will be outside of your suite" Rugar informed. Then, he simply left, leaving The delight with the prince.

Tavion did not seem terribly impressed, but eventually waved at a Velvet padded lounge off to one side before picking up his pen to continue taking his notes on the plant he had in front of him, ready to simply ignore the sexual servent that had been forced upon him.

Damn his family...