Just as the young prince reached the curtains soft hallow knock rang forth from the heavy wooden doors that lead in to this bedroom. Shortly after the two doors were pushed open. Surely no servant would have done such. In walked a much taller being, a large black cloak seemed to furled and flair out as he came in to the dim lit room, the light from the hallway seeming to make his figure a near silhouette. The man was certainly a good height over Alaith. as he stepped closer yet he called to the younger near the window. "Prince." the title was purred out in a deep honey smooth voice. finally he stopped nearly a few steps away. long wavy ink black hair fel over his shoulder like a blackened water fall. Cold silver eyes stared down upon the child with a some what stern gaze as he eyed him over. Long, slender ears slid backwards in mild disapproval of the younger's attire. "It is time to leave." he seemed to announce. wait leave? leave where? They were going some where?
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