"Orion." Altair rushed to me as we arrived, checking me over before breathing a sigh of relief. "Are you alright?"
"Of course," I said, smiling at him through my mask. Though I understand why he is worried about me, I cannot help but think that he is worrying a little too much. This is not going to end well at this rate. "Am I meeting with the Luna now?"
"No." He said, looking around the room as Solar, Nova and Comet also made their way into the room. "In a bit. Rest up now. I will get something for you to eat."
"And the others?"
"Yeah … I think I'll get them something too."
He rang the bell beside his table, walking to the door and talking to the servant that came the moment he called before closing the door.
Solar seems to be very comfortable in Altair's room, immediately sprawling around on a mount full of throw pillows, eyes closed with a contented smile on her face.
