"Danag," Mill whispered, her voice held surprise.
"Danag," Mauve cried at the open door. She was standing by the edge of the bed where Mill left her to open the door.
"Princess," Danag said with a soft nod, looking over Mill. "Ah, this is not a good time I see." His eyes scanned the room.
"Is it important?" Mauve asked with a worried expression. She took a step forward.
"It is not urgent," he said instead.
"I haven't seen you in a while." She said the smile was a permanent resident on her face.
"I know and I apologize, it is completely my fault," Danag said, glancing downwards briefly.
"No, don't say that," Mauve said, waving her hand. "I know you must be very busy." She looked at her toes and then back to his face.
"I will come back at a later time, let me let you get back to it. I am glad to see you are doing fine, princess."
"Thank you, Danag," Mauve said and waved to him as he started to walk away.
