Dulce cleaned up and dressed up quickly, stepping out to find the room empty. He hadn't expected Lady Valrena to arrive so quickly but it was the best outcome, the less time they spent in Threnval, the better.
He packed up his little trunk, expecting that they would be leaving soon. He only wore his dress shirt, tempted for a moment to wear his waistcoat instead; Threnval was really too hot.
When he was done packing up and getting ready, he sat at the edge of the bed he had made after getting out of it, waiting patiently. He wondered if they would still have to keep up pretenses about his humanity in Ashford, he couldn't keep drinking from Kath'tan daily.
He didn't have to wait long, Kath'tan and Lady Valrena stepping directly into the room.
"I'll take you," She offered, "Then you can come back for the mage."
Dulce said nothing to that, still seated on his bed. For someone who didn't even know the basics of magic, it was strange to be referred to as a mage by everyone.
