A small sigh left him his frustration masked under the exhale.
Simion had expected to have a hard time but it was still frustrating especially to him who had never felt out of control of the situation.
His father had sent him to befriend his highness and if it didn't work, being cordial at the very best.
He might have achieved being cordial and getting his highness to remember him but his curiosity hadn't been satiated.
He beat himself inside for walking too slowly and missing the conversation between his highness and the general.
His gaze slid to the man standing behind Atheline his gaze on the floor. His smile slightly widened.
"Well," he quietly said stepping back just slightly, "I won't take any more of your time your highness. I'm sure you have... more productive matters to attend to."
'Yeah, I need to go to the library'
Atheline inclined his head slightly.
"As do you."
