With a sigh, Brandon stood up from his seat and looked up at the women in front of him "Even though I am the Herald, don't expect me to stay here all the time."
"I have my own life and I am also attending the Academy... I will be out of here most of the time."
"I will try to fulfill whatever responsibilities this title demands. I'll study what I have to, learn what I need, and I'll show up when the time comes."
Matilda bowed her head slightly. "I will make sure your schedule remains unburdened. Only matters of true urgency will be brought before you."
With a nod, Callista replied "Yes, My Lord... I will also help you."
Brandon turned to leave and Charlotte stepped beside him as they made their way to the great door.
She glanced sideways at him as they walked.
As the towering doors opened once more, the bright light of the outer corridor spilled into the chamber, casting long shadows behind him.
And without another word, Brandon stepped forward... leaving behind the silence.
