Snippet #5225

Endymion made his way around the stadia. He put the lyre under his cloak so that the crowd would not recognize him. They had not seen the real him while he was playing, only what his magic project to them so with out the lyre he was just another member of the crowd and would not stand out.

He approached the royal box and was met by the guards stationed at the bottom of the stairs.

"Please tell his highness that the bard has arrived, as per his instructions." he smiled and gave a slight bow. "He is expecting me."