Sebastian tended to get visitors of all sorts, especially given the current happenings in the world. However, the latest one was probably the last he'd ever expect. Especially to specifically come to him.
He'd been leaning over a large table with maps spread out over it. Advisors shooed away for a time so he could let the news of further advances from the Antivans sink in. Something needed to be done, but he'd already taken what steps he could to protect the Marches short of going to war with Antiva.
Barking stirred him from his musings on plans. Sebastian's brow furrowed, looking around for the source. No one in his court owned a dog, especially one that sounded suspiciously like a Mabari. Finding the source brought further surprise.
He wasn't given much time to process before he put together he needed to follow. But where the familiar Mabari took him was not, exactly, what he was hoping for. Not that he really knew what exactly he hoped for.
Guards scrambled, barely getting to attention, when he made an appearance in the prisons. A scowl swept across his face as he looked from the guards to the cell and back.
Of the other two guards he pointed first at one.
Guards gone and cell opened, he arched a brow at his old friend.
He'd been leaning over a large table with maps spread out over it. Advisors shooed away for a time so he could let the news of further advances from the Antivans sink in. Something needed to be done, but he'd already taken what steps he could to protect the Marches short of going to war with Antiva.
Barking stirred him from his musings on plans. Sebastian's brow furrowed, looking around for the source. No one in his court owned a dog, especially one that sounded suspiciously like a Mabari. Finding the source brought further surprise.
Khali?
He wasn't given much time to process before he put together he needed to follow. But where the familiar Mabari took him was not, exactly, what he was hoping for. Not that he really knew what exactly he hoped for.
Guards scrambled, barely getting to attention, when he made an appearance in the prisons. A scowl swept across his face as he looked from the guards to the cell and back.
Why was I not notified immediately? Release her. Now.His tone broke no argument as they awkwardly scrambled to follow the Prince's instruction.
Of the other two guards he pointed first at one.
You, fetch her some water. And you,to the next
Notify a chambermaid. Have a guest room prepared in the palace.Frustration seeped into his demands. He liked to think he wasn't known for being overly harsh with his people, but incompetence tipped the scale after an already headache filled morning.
Guards gone and cell opened, he arched a brow at his old friend.
Aofie.A small sigh escaped his lips as he asked his question:
Do I even want to know?
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