[Honey]

The boy could hear the loud clattering of something falling to the ground before the feeling of concern swelled in his chest. There was no pause for knocking, and instead he pushed the door open to find a fallen pile of a hanging on the ground. Looking up, he saw the man working to knock over an end table. "Prince Ambrose," the boy briskly made his way over, watching as the furniture was muscled to the ground. "What are you doing!" He reached out to grab at one of the Prince's arms, working to halt him before he got his mitts onto another piece of the decor