~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~Inner Court, Reqiel's Palace~
Andras found himself taking his job far more importantly than he ever thought he would, because the Angel seemed hellbent on getting hurt one way or the other. At the very least, he managed to remember to not wander too far off.
They returned to the palace as the sun started to set, Reqiel completely out of breath but not losing his smile trudged up the last of the steps up to the front doors of his palace.
The doors were opened for him to reveal a pacing Sarell who took one look at the breathless and filthy prince and blanched, immediately shooting an accusatory look at Andras.
