Chandea, Year of Severus, 21st, I.R., the 82nd day of Spring, A.R.T.E.R.I.U.S Headquarters, Southern Arterian Border
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Time moved too slow as they waited for Prince Arterius' reply. However, the friends waited patiently outside, hoping to get the young prince's good graces.
"Would he even consider his godfather's request?" Urfaal asked as he sat down on the ground.
"Me don't know Urfie." He sighed. "Tis gonna hope he does."
Just as they're conversation ended, the ward arrived once again but basing on his expression, the prince seemed not pleased with the order. Ghwynmyr told Urfaal to just remain sitting on the ground while he spoke with Stolas.
"Lad, how wuz it?!" Ghwynmyr asked.
Stolas paced around, before answering the question.
"Lad?" Ghwynmyr anxiously waited for the ward's answer.
"I think it's better if you speak with him, personally." He sighed.