When the duchess arrived within the Dining Hall, a slight frown of imperfection touched her lips in the form of a frown. The sight of her son beside Nox hadn't bothered her as much as what was missing from the table. The manor was as large as a castle, and it was rather difficult to control who or what Noctis wanted to see. No. What bothered her was the absence of Noctis' personal maid.
Nox aside, there were five unverified men, Veil Hunters, within the hall with her son, who appeared without an escort.
"Mommy!" Said Noctis, hurrying to his feet. He sprinted on over, leaping into her embrace.
"Darling, where's Anna?" asked the Dutchess.
Noctis shrugged. " I haven't seen her." He said all innocently.
"Then who dressed you?"
"Mommy. I'm not a little kid. I can dress myself."
