Arus wasn't a hundred percent comfortable with the crown in his head. He was surprised he wore the crown but she had just asked him to at least try it on. So he did. He wasn't wearing it outside of here yet. He just wanted to be him. Even if he was a prince...he wanted a symblance of normality...for as long as possible at least. He looked at her as the queen walked over. Watching Hannah give his grandmother her spot. Listening to her playing the piano. He sings softly to the song she played. He felt the music in his very soul. Looking at her when she was done. "That was beautiful grandmother. I can't read music either. I play entirely by ear. If I hear a song once I can play it back to you...like I had seen it a million times. I feel the music running through me and it comes out through my fingertips." He says softly. He started to lean towards her to lay his head on her shoulder but stopped. Looking down as he bit his lower lip. "I don't understand...how people see something in me...that I've been told I do not possess." He says after a long pause. "Having someone who is family that cares about me is a dream come true. Yet I'm so afraid I'm going to wake up tomorrow and none of it will be real."