When Lenally was dragged off to dance Exile returned to his spot near the wall, he stood straight and held his hands behind his back. He examined the room for anything, but he ended up being distraced by the site of Erin leading the large prince on the dance floor. Deep in his stomach he felt a knot forming, out of jeolousy, he shook his head a few times trying to rid himself of the feeling but his efforts were invain. He sighed looking around at the scene. He hated these dinners, even though he was of royal blood he still disliked them. Something he shared with his father he shrugs disgustedly.<br/><br/>When Lenally sat next to Lorenso after she had kissed his check Exile shook his head. "Old letchure. . ." He said to himself mainly but it could be heard by those around him. Exile smirked seeing Erin curtsy Henrik mockingly. HE'd grown attached to the girl over his years in the caslte. he enjoyed her company and Her shows, on some occasions he'd even joined the shows himself making a downright fool of himself. but he enjoyed doing it. He snapped back to reality when the King and Queen of Asiert entered the room Volpen eyed them. The king's goofy outfit made him want to laught, that is before he saw the bland assassin's outift. He almost burst out laughing then the though hit him. The blind man couldn'tve known what he was wearing.<br/><br/>When the Queen enter Exile covered his face and nose trying to keep that horrid smell away. It was accually working, but when he had heard the king died his heart sank. The King had been very kind to him he looked up to the man, but with respect, not love. Volpen looked down at his feet a moment closing his eyes to pray for the King's save passage into the great Haven. When the Queen mention a tournement he knew he would have to compete, for the honor of the dead king and he supposed for Lenally. But whatever his reason he knew he would enter.