Snippet #1587066

Karrellone sighed as he stood out on the balcony of his room, which overlooked the garden near the center of the palace. A rather large, flourishing grove of life, of which finer there was no other he'd seen. His cerulean eyes sat calmly on the flowing fountain, and budding life of the greenery. Although, the largest tragidy was that there was a lack of animals. No bird dare fly into the castle... or near it, for that matter. The dark aura that seemed to engulf the walls would almost be a becon of warning to all sensible life with common sense... Or without courage. Karl pressed his hands to the cold railing, and leant over to get a better view of the tranquil setting....

But of course, as he heard the familiar clicking of heels on the floor outside of his room, walking past. He knew the sound - he had memorized it... as if there was any other sound, other than the eeriely empty sound of water flowing in the fountain below. The sound of footsteps were faint as they moved away. And though as he finally came to full-awareness, he realized what this day was. He felt like such a fool for forgetting.... But he couldn't exactly remember what it was happening today. He remembered he'd been asked a chore of from Bandrial... and he did plan to take care of that later. But as of right now, he wondered what his 'mother' was doing today. He had semi-figured that she had intended to get him out of the castle for the day, as to keep him from ruining her occasions with his presense... but he was indeed curious.

He turned on his heels, and walked towards the door, keeping his upright posture as he gently pushed open the door, and walked into the hallway. The unnerving sound of her heels in the halls still echoed... and he was able to follow it expertly. His own soft footsteps hastily followed the woman's, slowly gaining on her. His almost silent footsteps would mimic his almost ghostly appereance. Soon, the sandy blonde hair that belonged to his beloved matron entered his vision, and a soft smile would drift across his face as he continued to gain, untill he walked just slightly behind her, to her unoccupied side... the other side occupied by her apprentice. He made sure not to stray into her field of vision, but kept his head bowed in submission as he always did. His voice finally came forth.

"Hello, My Liege." He said, knowing not to refer to her as 'Mother' publicly. "My deepest appologies for prying...but... what might you have planned for this day?"