Antikas swore under his breath as he listened to the young woman. The thought of food was tempting, as he continued to fight against his empty stomach with the rest of his emotions, but something didn't feel right. He was going on instinct with her,  assuming the quicker he departed from this building- the better. Just as he found himself preparing to repeat his words to the woman, he was stopped by the sound of the door behind him opening.<br/><br/>An elderly man entered the room behind him. Antikas spun his heel to face the figure. He carried a tray full of empty crystal goblets and plates. The man looked at him nervously but said nothing. He then moved closer to a table, setting down the tray , and stepping away. The mysterious figure tried to slowly move back for the door.<br/><br/>"Wait! Who are you?" Antikas shouted by surprise.<br/><br/>"Just a servant, sir."<br/><br/>Moments later another man quietly entered the room. He was shorter with dark gray hair receding at the temples. His frame was lean and broad shouldered. Most notable, was his piercing cat like eyes. He wore a simple brown tunic, and smiled nervously.<br/><br/>"Im sure you have many questions," he said, shifting his gaze over the the young woman for a moment before returning to Antikas.<br/><br/>"Why do I have no memory?"<br/><br/>"Ah, an interesting first question."<br/><br/>"I would appreciate some answers," replied Antikas, an edge appearing in his voice.<br/><br/>The man nodded his head and forced a weak smile. "I would like to sit here and supply you with all the answers you desire, but they will come in time. You must recall your memory yourself.  The fact that you are even here, is a miracle. Come, you should return to your room and rest for a bit. After dinner we will discuss more."<br/><br/>The man exited the room and Antikas hesitated to follow. Before exiting through the double doors, he turned his head over to his shoulder to look at the young woman one last time. He gave a small nod in her direction, almost as if telling her to meet him in the room he had awaken in. Stepping into the long corridor, he planted his bare feet into the marble floor and caught up with the old man. Despire the countless lanterns hanging on the wall, he found it cold. Antikas shivered and followed from behind, almost back to his room. An awkward silence fell between the two, and Antikas wouldn't bother acknowledging the man as he re-entered his room.<br/><br/>Antikas cleared his mind for the first time since being awake again and stepped towards the center of the study. Now he would begin to exercise his body, going about in dancelike moves. Once he had been an excellent swordsman. Now, he felt sluggish. It would take time to fully recover.<br/><br/>One thing was sure; Antikas wouldn't be waiting until after dinner for answers. By the time he was summoned, he would be long gone from here- with or without help.