The morning started as usual, but the sky was a little bit gloomy and cloudy, which could only mean the raining season was approaching. Azreal was already dressed, and ready for the day, he was standing in front of an oval mirror, fixing his hair when Sevastian walked into the room.
"Good morning, Your Majesty." Sevastian greeted, his head bowing down in respect.
"I believe we are ready to depart, right?" Azreal touched his hair one more time, before he turned to look at Sevastian.
"Yes, Your Majesty. The carriages are ready and awaiting you." Sevastian responded.
"Wonderful, we should make haste. I want to be back before noon." He responded with a light slap on Sevastian's shoulder.
"Do not not plan on having breakfast? The Lady will be down any minute to dine with you." Sevastian stated.
"I would have loved to, but there is no time to waste. I am certain the Lady can cope by herself." Azreal said with a sly smile.
