The moment Rin's door closed behind him, Sasha turned on his heel and made his way to Lirien's office, his steps quick and purposeful.
He knocked once before entering, finding Lirien seated behind her desk, her pipe in hand as always, crimson smoke curling lazily in the air. Her red lips curved into a sly smile as she spotted him.
"Well? What is it this time?"
Sasha leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his expression heavy with concern. "What is Rin's relationship with the Crown Prince?"
Lirien chuckled, tapping her pipe against the ashtray. "Relationship? With the prince? I have no idea. Have you forgotten that boy does whatever he pleases? He's unpredictable."
"That's the problem," Sasha pressed, his brows furrowed. "I'm scared... if he uses his power as the Crown Prince, he could force Rin into his harem."
