<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;"><span style="color: #FF4000"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline"><div style="text-align: center;">King Allistair</div></span></span></span></span></span><br/><br/>Allistair nodded at Bren's suggestion about Harold. Harold would probably know before Aurion would. He studied that sort of thing and he had a few years on the Djinni when it came down to magic in and around the kingdom unless he was mistaken. Besides, he didn't want to disturb whatever work Aurion was busy doing at the moment. He also wanted to hear from his two archivists. They'd both been absent from his presence this morning. They usually joined him for breakfast.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">"Let's find him and Earl. Have you seen either of them this morning? They were absent from breakfast. I worry something may be wrong with them."</span>he asked Bren.<br/><br/>Allistair made his way over to the post where he'd removed his shirt earlier and put it back on. He rebuttoned it quickly and looked over his shoulder to see if Bren would join him in the quest for finding Harold and Earl or if he was on his own.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline"><div style="text-align: center;">Harold the Archivist</div></span></span></span></span><br/><br/>Harold was shocked to find just Aurion and Cestaline at the table for breakfast. Where had Bren and Allistair gone? He stepped into the room beside of his son for support, and he wasn't all too shocked to pick up on some nerves from Earl. He'd always been nervous around the queen, but after the suspicion that she may very well be the link between this sinister presence that he'd been feeling for so many years and the king's wife, he couldn't blame him. Harold wasn't one to get frightened or nervous easily. Especially when dealing with the royal family much like Earl did. Harold had always been one to face them head on. And while he never had to take a blunt approach with Allistair, he'd had to with Cestaline a few times over the years.<br/><br/>Before Harold had a chance to address the issue they'd came here for, Cestaline was quick to inform them that Bren and Allistair had gone off somewhere and would be busy until further notice which left them to play a game of find the needle in the haystack until they found the duo. As quick as she was to stand and start making for the door, it put Harold on edge, and his entire demeanor changed into a defensive one. Anyone who knew him well, especially Earl would be able to pick up on the change, as he did what he would often do to him when he was younger and he began to do the talking instead so as to make sure that Earl was out of harms way should he say something wrong, and in some way to offer some sort of a protective position over the boy.<br/><br/>Harold begun to open his mouth and speak again when she cut him off again at the doorway with his name. He answered,<span style="color: #00FF00">"Yes M'lady?" </span>He asked her as he and Earl both turned to look at her. After the order about maps, he made a mental note to get them together, but it was unusual for Cestaline to give him orders in the first place, much less orders for Bren. She'd been known to send messages for Allistair at times, but never had she spoke for Bren before.<br/><br/>It was then he'd had enough. He wanted answers. As she left the door, he called after.<span style="color: #00FF00"> "Lady Cestaline, I would like to talk to-"</span>He crossed the room as quickly as he could manage with his stiff back and opened the doors to find her gone. He finished his sentence with a heavy sigh worked into his words.<span style="color: #00FF00">"You..."</span><br/><br/>He turned back towards Earl and the archmage only to find that Aurion was no longer at the table. Harold's brows knit.<span style="color: #00FF00"> "Now where did he go off to?"</span>He paused.<span style="color: #00FF00"> "Perhaps he busied himself with something. It isn't unlike Aurion to just dismiss himself for solitude. Shoot. And here I thought we'd get some answers."</span><br/><br/><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=110674">@thetruegarsot</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111252">@Kiddo</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=110586">@WildSpawn</a>