Kamui's room had steadily grown more and more cluttered. He was, at heart, not the sort of person to collect nick-knacks or anything else. He valued his friends and family more, experiences and relationships. Ever since Velour had decided to move herself into his room two weeks ago -he was not even in the castle at the time- his room had become a little messy.

Kamui put a hand to his chin and sighed. No, it was more than a little messy.

He loved Velour, he truly did, with all his being, but this was too much. Her collected 'Treasures' had taken over his chest, bookshelves, and any other space available. Felicia had complained just the other day, saying it was becoming too difficult to clean.

Kamui was going to have a word with Velour, but he had to be careful. The introverted girl was quite sensitive about her treasures, and the last thing he wanted to do was make her angry or sad. He had heard from Flannel what happened when he brought up leaving some space between the two. The last thing he wanted was for Velour to start crying about dying.

Kamui heard the door close behind him with a click. Turning, he was met with the sight of his fiancee. Velour stepped quietly into the room, her face slightly downcast. Matters of the room's cleanliness forgotten, Kamui rushed to her.

"What's wrong, Vel?" He asked.

"N-nothing..." She mumbled, gripping her forearm with another hand. Her eyes locked to the floor, she shuffled past the prince and sat on the edge of the bed, absentmindedly rolling a small marble in her hands.

"Vel...I know something is wrong. As your future husband, can you tell me what is troubling you?"

Velour seemed to think for a moment before nodding slowly. "I was with father again...he asked me to leave him some space again..."

"Ah." Kamui sad stiffly. The prince did not know what to say, truly. He had known Velour was a tried and true daddy's girl, but sometimes he wondered. It was borderline obsessive at times. "Velour, we are all growing up in these trying times, but sometimes...you do cling to him..."

"So you're telling me to leave him alone forever?" She cried.

"No!" Kamui waved his arms frantically. "I'm just saying that you should spend less time with him, you already hover around him most afternoons while I train..." Kamui felt a sad grin form on his face. "Sometimes it makes me jealous..."

"...Jealous?" Velour asked with a sniffle.

"As your fiance, I was hoping we could spend a little more time together. In fact, we hardly get one-on-one time together. We see each other in the mornings and evenings, but I still want to spend more time with you..."

Velour perked up slightly, a hint of a smile on her face. "You are a weird person, Kamui."

"Oh?"

"Hehe, wanting to spend more time with me, to marry me...you must be weird!" She grinned and placed a hand on his arm. "Kamui...I think I know what to do!" She grinned, flashing him a wide smile.

"And?" Kamui asked.

"I'll spend a lot more time with you, instead of bothering father! That way, he can get his space, and you get to be around me more! It's a win-win!" She exclaimed, her tail flicking back and fourth.

Kamui smiled. "That's a great idea, Vel." He took her hand in his. "There is one more thing I wanted to speak to you about, however..."

"Mhm?"

"About your...*ahem*...treasures..."