A week or so passes as Alva and Nora remain in the Empress's palace. Alva has been appointed as a temporary advisor to give Levanya time to grieve.
"Advisor Alva," A butler walks up, bowing slightly. His hair is white and he has deep red eyes, he seems to be middle-aged and he has a neatly trimmed beard, "All of the knights are prepared in the compound."
"Thank you, Seth," Alva nods with a small smile, "I will head over soon, are you a Knight Butler?"
Seth lifts his eyebrow and says, "I am not in the compound with the knights, so evidently not."
Alva stares for a second then laughs it off as he stands up and walks off, 'He's a strange one, but I can see why Levanya likes having him around.'
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