"You haven't answered my third question, Aravelle of the Dragons…" Astaroth pointed out.
"Oh please. Aravelle is fine. No need to add my title at the end. It'll get tiresome pretty fast, I assure you."
Astaroth clicked his tongue.
"Fine, Aravelle. But answer the question, please. Why are you here? I doubt someone of your… prestige would wander here in a small upstart kingdom, for no reason."
Aravelle smiled once more.
"Good deduction. Indeed, there is a reason. The reason is that you beat up one of my mages. At least, that is the official reason. Let's say this was a good timing and cover story for why I needed to be back in this tower."
Astaroth remembered how Argos had called the palace a tower as well. And how the other one, that he had given to Nalafein, was also called a mage tower.
