Miku blinked, "Um, yes, of course," she said, taking the princess' arm gently around her own and leading them into the hallway. "Oh, no. I don't mind at all," Miku assured the princess, offering her a slight smile. "I'll gladly meet this person. Is she a friend of yours?"<br/><br/>---------------<br/><br/>Ijemaru looked up from his meal, noting where Eurich was sitting before turning back to his feast. The blood was warm and euphoric. A good meal like this could be essential during such a trial. If one took no time to relax between periods of work, their performance would drop and they might eventually fall apart.<br/><br/>The boy did look up with a curious expression when he noticed the new attendants. He was sure they hadn't been around the previous night... late comers perhaps? Hmm, problematic, advantageous, or irrelevant? He'd have to keep his eyes open...<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>Claudius was currently attempting to draw an insulting portrait of his younger brother. Once he thought it complete he hung it on the wall and proceeded to throw daggers at it. Being unable to confront his brother directly (for he would surely lose that battle) he settled for something like this every once in a while.<br/><br/>He was sure Ijemaru knew he was doing it, but he chose to leave the matter be. And the eldest Hisuka boy was perfectly fine with that. Claudius could possibly be considered the "problem child" in the family, though they all certainly had their shortcomings.