Servius Lane
The silence pervaded the room for an uncomfortable amount of time. His eyes remained glued to the door the King claimed to be "The Fool's Door." It was only a metaphor, right? The Fool surely couldn't exist. After all, that story of the Major Arcana was mythology...
..right?
He silently tugged at his collar, eyes glancing at the young woman next to him who did not breathe a word. Servius's lips tightened. 'Fine. Don't tell me anything.' Several colorful words followed, all directed to his King. He directed his attention back to the door they had come from, hiding the glint of ire in his gaze.
"You're flaring again," the King noted, moving to sit at the table, hands in her lap. A cuss under his breath. "Calm down or else we will being start a riot when the others appear. You know very well the King and Seven of Wands in the same room is a very risky. So calm. Down." Anger burned inside of him. Did she just drag him here, in the middle of mourning, to scold him? Of course he knew they were not supposed to be in the same room together!
But dammit. She was right.
With another breath, he brought his Discord down once more. Grumpily, he leaned against the wall next to the door they had come from, feeling the... Surprisingly warm stones through his clothes. The room did have its own comforting peculiarity to it, despite all the warning signals going off in Servius's head. He laid his head back, feeling the warmth seep through his scalp. It was... So comforting.
With a creak, Servius's head popped up. He pushed himself from that comfortable spot, standing vigilantly with his arms over his chest. The King of Wands stood, her cape flowing behind her as she took her place next to Servius. A side glance to him with the full intended message of "Be good" in it. Rolling his eyes, he dropped his arms, having them loll at his sides as he examined the new occupants. His Danger Sensor kept going off...
... Then their door closed.
Again, the sense stepped back, calming, like the lull before a storm, a tiger retreating in its hide away. He turned down again, concentrating on the two new women who approached him before glancing upward at the door they came from. A familiar emblem adorned the doorframe. "... Coins," he mentioned, recognizing their presence coldly.
The King of Wands took a step forward, nodding to the King of Coin with a smile. "It is a pleasure to see you once more, King of Coin. It seems you haven't informed your representative of her task in the inter-kingdom mission?" Servius watched her, hmphing. Of course she wanted to just get business done and just leave.
His eyes turned to the shorter young lady next to him, examine her with a discerning eye. Petite, innocent, and clueless. That's what he could tell right off the back. However, something else felt strange. His eyes narrowed, searching her with his eyes. He couldn't tell her temperature. Not to mention she did appear to be affected by his Discord... Maybe since she just stepped in. Maybe since he was surprised. "Kid, you don't want to stand too close to me. It's not going to be good for you." Despite his desire for a good brawl, punching out a small kid like her would be disgraceful. Especially when he was representing his kingdom of all things.
The King of Wands glared at him, frown evident. "Seven. You are to keep yourself in check. I apologize, not all the Wands are like this. But he will contribute to the mission, I promise you. Let's start with the fact he was wise enough not to open any other doors." He huffed, choking back a few choice words he reserved just for his King.