The Hand and Her King

[Namari Lovelle]

"Ahh?! Oh, Dadramora, hello...what are you doing here I might ask? I'm the hand of the king, of course I will normally be in the castle." she laughed.

[dragoon01]

"I just came to say sorry to the brat." Dadramora said. He looked at the smaller man next to Namari. "And who are you?"

[Dante Ahti]

Dante smiled at the man. "My name is Dante. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

[dragoon01]

Dadramora immediately judged Dante's threat level, gauged it at minimal, then continued talking to Namari. "So, anything of import happen?"

[Namari Lovelle]

"Not really. At least, that I am aware of." Namari nodded.

[dragoon01]

Dadramora nodded. "Would now be a bad time to apologize?"

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari thought, then chuckled, "Probably. He's pretty mad right now, I think. Thats granted, though, the only person he never gets mad at is Dante really."

[dragoon01]

Dadramora sighed. "Fun. Well then, I'mma go lay on the roof and sun out a bit. See ya later Namari." He waved to her and ruffled Dante's hair before leaping into the sky, flapping a bit, and laying on the roof.

[Dante Ahti]

Dante pursed his lips, turning to Namari as he fixed his hair. "I am no child, I mean really...is he new? Most would know I'm basically the most powerful sorceror in Avaleur..."

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari laughed, "He is new to Avaleur. Don't fret. We should go and tell the castle that Phillis may not leave the castle." Namari smiled, leading Dante through the halls once again.