Rodnir tore his eyes open and saw everyone staring right back at him. He would have felt a strong cold chill if this were a normal day. However, he just growled and ruffled his hair, messing his ponytail. "Dammit, did he not hide? He even introduced himself?"
Eann looked in Sordin's direction. The poor prince was left in an unflattering position after he fell from the chair. "Not exactly everyone. Only those who were bound to know. He also sounds like he wants to siege Neuskull after this. What are we going to do?"
"What? Siege Neuskull?" Rodnir broke his image and sobbed into his hands. "I want to meet Sierra first. I can't take more of this!"
