Mason felt himself pacing the room like he was trying to wear a path into the wood floors. He hadn’t felt so stir crazy since he was just a youngling. His father well and truly did have him on lock down after his little disappearing act with Malia over the weekend. He knew that not telling anyone where he was going would cause backlash but he knew that telling anyone other than his trusted few where he was going was not an option. He had known how he father would react if he had told him he was taking Malia away for the weekend. It would not have been a conversation he wanted to even entertain for a moment, so he had done the only rational option and just taken off with her.
Now, here he was, wanting to be with Malia but stuck in his room pacing that d
