"Here is the report on the House of Lum".
"We also have another 'dinner guest'".
"The roster has been filled for Task Force Royal, I also have here the list of the porte-".
"He broke the runes".
Utaum raises an eyebrow.
"It's just the first door, wait un-".
"No".
Heela leans forward and places her elbows on the brown table, the tips of her finger touch, and she taps her thin lips with her thumbs.
"He broke my runes".
"How"?
Utaums question is met with silence.
His ladies green eyes boring into him.
"My lady, if it is Sorin she can escape, and be gone with him".
He rises and takes steps towards the door of the brown room.
"He won't run".
The words stop Utaums feet, yet not his mind.
"Why won't he run"?
The silence is greeted with glowing green eyes.
"Who knows"?
A smile begins to tug on the corners of her thin lips.
