~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~Inner Court, Reqiel's Palace~
Sarell had been pacing endlessly on the other side of the door, he had been distraught to find Andras gone, Reqiel as well. He should have been more cautious seeing as he was possibly dealing with the devil himself.
He had relaxed far too soon after seeing that Andras obeyed him and now Prince Reqiel had been put into grave danger due to his slight.
Sarell was violently startled out of his thoughts when the doors were suddenly thrown open and Reqiel came hurrying in, Andras right behind him.
Reqiel slid to a stop at the sight of Sarell, a prominent frown on his delicate features, before he could get a word out however, Sarell had already jumped into conclusions.
He took in the bleeding cut on Reqiel's head, his frown and deduced that it was all Andras' fault because of course it was.