The warding of the important doors was finished mere minutes before the call for lunch, and even though they had been walking the castle all morning, there was no time to properly freshen up before the call for the noon meal.
As they were with the Minister, they would be expected to attend lunch with the King. He preferred everyone around him to gather for meals, to the extent that Wolfe suspected that it was a coping mechanism for the lack of family around him.
He was actually a rather cute kid, with the curling horns in his curly black hair, but with so many sensitive egos around, Wolfe was not about to mention that out loud. The King had to keep his dignity, and there were constant threats to his life as other Demon Clans saw weakness in the Kingdom and got ideas about taking it over for themselves.
