It was morning. Again. Somehow nights always turned into morning. The moon vanished as the sun rose and Vox was safe from another night of restless sleep. Staying up too late and awaking too early left dark circles under his already pale skin but it didn't dampen his mood. In fact, his happy characteristics only amplified as if they had to make up and fill in the gaps that the lack of sleep left behind. That meant that he also had become increasingly more annoying.

Today, he had decided, he was going to project his annoyance onto someone else. Vox was bored, more bored than usual. There was a black cloud of grief and depression hanging above the castle and he was having none of it. Of course it was nightreign, not the greatest season for happiness, but that didn't mean everyone had to walk around with frowny faces all the time. With a deep sigh Vox slided past a corner into an all too familiar place that he knew were the private quarters of a certain crown princess. "Oh Ariiiiiiiii...." he called out with a smirk on his lips. "What are you dooooooooing?" He hung against the doorframe, looking and behaving absolutely nothing like how someone from the royal family should. But we are talking about Vox, after all. When did he ever behave like he should?

Life had continued on but Vox had noticed that people simply pretended that they were done grieving. He knew what it looked like all bottled up. He himself had been pretending that he was over the death of his parents for years. And no one was batting an eye at this point. Maybe he was getting too good at play pretend. Somewhere he was glad no one was asking questions anymore. It made it easier to keep the dark thoughts at bay.

It took a moment for Arianna to appear. She'd been lost in thought again, he guessed. But at least she showed herself to him. He knew people who rather just ignored him in hopes of Vox going to annoy someone else. He understood, he just wished those people could say it to his face. Vox raised his brows when he saw Arianna's smile before he mimicked her look. "Something very important?" he repeated, his eyes already shimmering with excitement. No one ever let him help with anything important because he was too clumsy or too noisy or whatever else excuse people had. Vox pushed himself away from the doorframe, doing a little jump of happiness. "Of course! Any time! What is it? Is it some top secret Crown Princess business?" he immediately started to rattle as he moved closer into her quarters. Vox had expected a lot of things from today, but not this.