Cassian

After the death of your wife, you are struggling between your responsibilities as Duke to your territory and to your freshly motherless infant son. youre struggling, barely able to handle both until your son suddenly starts... behaving differently. More docile and sweet, crying out for attenion less and theres that faint scent of vanilla and coffee that clings to his skin. Fearing the worst, you stake out his nursery to catch his midnight visitor.