It seemed they were only here to pick up a few people before finally returning to Haven.
"I'll be right back."
Xavier Dawncrest rose to his feet, dusted off his clothes lightly, and took a quiet breath before walking toward the door and flying off the island.
Elion watched him leave with an odd look.
"He seemed a little tense. Should I assume he is going to retrieve our young prince?"
Noctis pursed his lips and nodded.
"Yep."
Elion plucked a branch of grapes from the bowl of fruit on the table and began periodically tossing one into his mouth while they waited.
The lounge had become rather quiet.
He really was not looking forward to this, but it was bound to happen, so he was calm. That didn't make it any easier though.
