Ijemaru tisked and narrowed his eyes slightly in an annoyed way as he could hear light footsteps approaching the door. He hadn't heard them nearly enough yet to know who they belonged to. He was forced to shift his position so that he was standing obediently at his father's shoulder as Amadeus politely opened the door.<br/><br/>When the "head" of the Hisuka clan saw who was at the door he gave a respectful bow. "Good evening Prince Eurich, Princess Lilliana. Is there something I can help you with?"<br/><br/>Ijemaru gave a smirk. "Father, go spend some time with Miku and Claudius. They hardly see you enough. Besides, this matter does not immediately concern you."<br/><br/>Amadeus raised his eyebrows at the unexpected sentiment. His son hadn't told him specifically of his meeting with Eurich. Of course, he knew they'd met; he'd approved it. But he didn't know just what had happened down there in the catacombs. Until that moment, he'd assumed they'd merely gone about the typical half-hearted political interactions that were common in such situations. Perhaps he was wrong...<br/><br/>Well, either way, he obliged to his son's request, giving the boy a slight bow and retreating to their other room.<br/><br/>Ijemaru turned to Eurich and his sister, who had her arm locked protectively around his, and bade them welcome. "Please, come in," he said calmly, leading them to two comfortable chairs. He took his usual seat, which faced them, and subconsciously entered his usual "superior" position: legs crossed, elbow on armrest, chin on hand, and a slight smirk.<br/><br/>"So, dear Eurich," he said quizzically. "What could be so important for you to come all the way here to see me?"