Sitting behind a desk, Nikolaos ran both hands through blonde hair, one hand knocking his glasses - causing them to sit crooked on the bridge of his nose until he adjusted them with a sigh. His eyes traveled toward the door of his study as he heard a knock, followed by the door being opened and his daughter's head peeking in. A smile was all it took for her to come prancing over, and climb into his lap.

"Rooooar," The small girl whispered, a wide smiling playing on her lips as she looked up at her father with adoring eyes.