Appearance:Name: Aiden Ross.
Age (13-40): 18 years old, turning 19 soon.
Sexuality: Pansexual.
Where they reside: Royal castle (as a servant and feeder vessel).
Personality: Quiet and timid, he's rather accustomed to be alone, so he just focuses on doing his job. He doesn't know how to talk with people his level, so used to serve the royalty he would forget to socialize with other servants. He might hide himself behind sarcasm at first, but he'd start to open up and be more friendly as one know him better. Cas is pretty realistic, if not pessimistic at times, about life; which doesn't mean he doesn't occasionally daydream, but he just knows his place and how the world works. He does believe in true love, though he's never considered himself in love. He can be impulsive and hot-headed, but whether he realizes he's wrong, he would apologize at once.
Bio: Both his parents used to work for the Royal Family even before he was born. Her mother died after she gave him birth, so his father took care of him until he was old enough to start working as a servant as well, kind of occupying his mother's place. He was barely through puberty when his father died, too, leaving him orphan and at the mercy of the Royal Family. Since he proved to be a decent servant, he was allowed to stay there and was given shelter and nourishment, just to serve as nourishment in return later on. Not like he would really complain, anyways, for it was his fate since he was born a human, and that he accepted.
Likes: He enjoys being in calm and silence, usually that comes with solitude, a time for himself where he can just relax and let go a bit. He likes reading whenever he can, yet he also likes to see everything tidy and clean. He endears privacy, but deep inside he really craves for a hug. He loves to hear the birds sing every morning, and he likes the warmth of sunny days, as well as having a nice hot chocolate during cold days. He loves the smell of lavender and coffee.
Dislikes: He doesn't like loud noises, such as screams or thunders. He doesn't like disorder, he feels like it's chaos. He hates being lied to, yet he would hide his emotions every time. He hates the smell of garlic, too, being taunted because of his appearance, or having cold feet.
Extra: He has freckles all over his skin, except his palms and foot plants.
