[Song Recommendation: Everybody wants to rule the world ~ Lorde]
When Kael got to Herschel's tea house, the older man was speaking to some of his patrons who appeared to be humans. His attention quickly shifted when a heavy wind blew past all of them, and the next moment, Kael was sitting on the couch.
"Excuse me good sir, my grandson will serve you instead," Herschel spoke to them in a polite voice. Snapping his fingers, he said, "Chaos, quick, go and find out what they want." The young boy ran past him, going to attend to the patrons.
Herschel adjusted his monocle and walked to sit close to Kael. Seeing the deep frown on Kael's face, he knew something was wrong.
"Kishadel already heard about your ordeal with the witches. They've asked for a meeting. Is that why...?" The man's voice trailed off as he noticed Kael rubbing his temples tiredly.
