Caldar climbed the stairs and walked down the hall, pushing the door open and stepping inside. His bedroom was rather large, a stone bed with a thick mattress sat beside some tall windows, the covers had the Ahlstrom eagle embellished on the center. He had a desk, a wardrobe of sorts and not much else. He caught his reflection in the long mirror that hung on his wall, wiping his face with his hands. Not that the action did much apart from to smudge the blood and dirt. He looked down at the claw marks, lightly tapping a finger on his side. "Ah." He whispered, pulling the finger back. Touching it only made it sting more. He shrugged it off, not particularly concerned about the wound.<br/><br/>He sat down on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees and bowing his head. He would have to get dressed and join the family for dinner at some point. A moment to himself was needed first though.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">---</div><br/><br/>Kari gave Esther a look of surprise. She had not expected the woman to want to follow after her brother. Especially when he looked like...<span style="font-style: italic">that.</span><br/><br/>"I suppose that may help." She replied, her voice low. The King and Queen had already entered into the dining room, Ingrid not far behind. "But you should know, he won't be kind. He's... a bit of an<span style="font-style: italic">asshole,</span>really." She muttered. The sentence was followed with a reassuring smile, as if to suggest that not all hope was lost. "Perhaps he'd respect you for being brave enough to approach him." She added, bowing her head to the Princess before heading inside the dining room too.