Chapter 3: The Prince of the Cacao Society

Where could this Prince be? We've been walking for ages already.

The Prince is especially fond of quiet, isolated places where he can be alone.

Although, there's no guarantee he'll be there.

Judging by his mood today, I predict he's at the far end of the forest.

His mood?

Naps are driven by one's mood.

I suppose so, but...

Is that the appropriate behavior for a Prince when things are off kilter like this?

All I can say is, it is what it is.

It would be wonderful if he took the gravity of this situation as seriously as his naps.

That might be a tall order.

Can I help you?

Oh, you're awake. How rare.

I just woke up. The sun was too bright to keep sleeping.

That will happen if you lay about out here. You should sleep in the castle.

It's too noisy with all that hubbub about abnormalities. I prefer it out here.

This...is the Prince?

Yes. His name is Stark. As you can see, he is the Prince.

As we can see, you say...

I'm not some beast on display. If you have nothing important to say then I'd like to get back to my nap, if you don't mind.

Wait, wait, wait! Please, just listen!!

Wake up! You can't fall asleep!

As they say, "Children that sleep well grow big and strong."

How old are you? You can't still be growing.

How rude! I may seem mature, but I'm fifteen.

No kidding?!

Of course he's kidding. Don't be so gullible.

Why would you lie about that?!

You're really obnoxious.

Fine, I'll listen to your sob story.

That might take some time.

Summarize it.

First off, that Halibel lady asked us to take you home! So you're coming with us!

Halibel... Now I see what's going on.

You do? Great. Let's get going.

No way.

Just make up a clever lie for Halibel.

What? Where'd he go?!

He slipped right through our fingers.

Well, that's about what I expected.