'Problem After Problem'

"Y-Your Highness!"

The moment Florian stepped inside his room, he was enveloped in a tight embrace. Cashew, his ever-loyal attendant, clung to him, voice thick with relief.

Florian exhaled softly, a small smile tugging at his lips as he returned the hug, resting his chin atop Cashew's blond head. "Hello, Cashew," he murmured, his voice carrying an unmistakable warmth.

'Ah. Now I feel much better.'

Cashew always had that effect on him. Being with him felt like home—or at least the closest thing to it. Maybe it was because he reminded him so much of Kaz. Like a younger brother.

Or perhaps… it was Florian's body remembering. The original Florian had taken Cashew under his wing for the same reason.