After noticing his unusual tenderness, Lady Karina resumed her careful strokes on the tallies, deciding not to pay Orpheus much mind.
"The generals will depart from Moonveil back to Walcian on the morrow," he stated, his eyes still following her precision with the quill. "I would like for you to partake in the evening meal along with me, my lady."
Lady Karina was surprised by his request, not understanding why the man wished for her presence during his meals considering he had banished her to her chambers several times.
She simply nodded. "As you wish," came her dry reply.
Orpheus had expected more of a reaction, but he realised the lady was perhaps disgruntled with him. He acknowledged her reply with a faint nod, his gaze scouring the old tapestries around the solar.
His eyes settled on one in particular, woven from black silk with the insignia of a white avian creature. Its wings were spread out as if it were soaring to the sky, its feathers outlined with gold.
