Looking over to his brother, he hoped he could get the signals he was giving.
Lancaster on the other hand had a smile, enjoying the moment, wishing he could be present in all the dealings with the overlord.
Unlike the meetings with other advisors of Asrinth, this was more than one of those boring sittings.
Giving a glare towards Lancaster, "It's an ancient book that..."
Hisha slaps his palm on the table in frustration. "Are you trying to mess with me?"
Shaking his head and denying any seeming foul play, he turns to his brother, hissing the words. "Go get it, you dimwit!"
They had been the only two who knew about the secret library which stores the ancient book he is hinting on.
Pushing back his chair, Lancaster let out a sigh at being treated like a handmaid.
Muttering incoherent words, he rolls his eyes whilst getting to his feet in a hurry.
Turning his attention toward Hisha, he gave a little bow in respect.
The doors were pulled open in preparation for his exit.
