Xaver mumbled something, and looked away from the both of them, mopping his hands over his face, sighing. His mind was exhausted, but his body just wouldn't follow the leader. Then his mind began to buzz again, with the urgent messengers from back in his home realm. Xaver's Ascension was not too far away.. he would be ruling that realm soon... Though he had no inclination of how in hell, he would be doing that.
~Lord Xaver, the East wall is being heavily guarded, as directed, and we refitted all the soldiers with new and refinished armor, as you requested. My apologies, Milord. There had been a spy within our walls, submitted from your brother. We have taken care of him.~ Came the thought of one of Xaver's older friends, the Weapons Master.
-Thank you, Aaro. And again, don't call me that. You practically raised me. It's just Xaver, ok?-
~Of course.~
Xaver shook his head, then winced slightly, as another voice filled his head.
~Kylie needs to come back tomarrow morning, now that we have secured the castle towers once more. I have to finish all the settings for her room and she needs to get finished with this years schooling.~
-Certainly, Jula. I'll make sure she gets back tomarrow morning. Aatepmetee.-
~~A bundle of words screamed into Xaver's head, with enough mirth and pitch to break an eardrum, let alone glass, all in his foreign tongue, until he blocked them out. The words were scrambled, angry, and oddly obviously, belonging to Xences.~~
Xaver's mood once mor darkened, and he shivered grumpily, folding his arms once more.
