"Absolutely not."
Zelpher didn't even slow his pace as he said it. They were still within the inner parts of the palace. Atheline followed behind him listening to his rant.
Zelpher was clearly not impressed with being assigned the work of a babysitter.
"You won't step outside like that."
Atheline increased his pace, catching up to him. He glanced at him sideways.
"Like what?"
Zelpher stopped, fully turning. For a man who spoke too little his stare did more than enough.
"Like a beacon," he said, then added more quietly," or do you think they wouldn't notice. You'll stop the whole court if you wander around like that, flashing your looks to everyone. "
He didn't answer immediately. Instead, his gaze drifted past the advisor, towards the distant opening where the city noise occasionally reached the halls.
"I was under the impression, " he said lightly, " they already recognise me."
"They do."
"Then what's the problem. "
