A slightly odd confession for the lord to share with the lot of them. But Kaeden held his peace with a dignified nod, unsure of what one would say to such a thing when in his place.<br/><br/>As they were beckoned along, Kae gave a backward glance over his shoulder with the gleam of promise in his eyes. He was pleasantly greeted with the look of guilt and regret on each face. Already he had the perfect punishment for each of them. So perfect he almost couldn't wait to give the orders. However, they would have to wait. Corsair had mentioned the thieving souls that had pilfered the coveted treasure and suddenly the knight's mind had shifted back to assignment.<br/><br/>Kae had almost forgotten through all of the activity during their stay that they had only just begun their mission to return what was wrongfully taken. He wondered then just how much of an issue this was going to turn out to be. There was little clue to who it was that managed to make off with the royal treasure. All they had to go on was direction. He was actually very grateful for Corsair's help. He wasn't sure just how far they would have gotten if they didn't have his help.<br/><br/>It wasn't intentional, but Kaeden was only half listening to Corsair's explanation of the mapping system. It wasn't that the technical didn't interest him, but now he had become refocused on the duty at hand and now that he was considering how little they had to go on, he had become pensive, terribly distracted.<br/><br/>William, however, was quite the contrary. His focus was completely on Lord Atadel and his mind fixated, hanging on every word. The previous burden of guilt and the haunting warrant of punishment had completely left his mind like a weak flame to the gales of a storm. He had become riled with excitement as they moved along down the halls of the estate, eventually his steps were even with Corsair as they trailed ahead of the group toward their destination. Tolan couldn't help but smile as he watched the youngest of the brothers remind him that he was just that. His youthful interest in all things technical and complicated was always something to coax a smile out of whoever took note of it. Ghestin was merely his normal stone faced, silent self following in heavy, (but surprisingly hushed,) steps.<br/><br/>William couldn't help but watch as the spell transpired between mage and crystal, trying to decipher the spell and it's purpose by body signs and utterances he attempted to make out in the vague light. Unfortunately, the moment hardly lasted long enough for him to come to an educated conclusion. Of course, his internal disappointment was highly overcompensated when the room was brightened by a new source of light.<br/><br/>The map faded into view and William's eyes lit up twice as bright, his awe painted all over his face. He was amaze by the vivid detail of the terrain, the accuracy of the roadways - easily recalling smaller landmarks he notice on their journey from the kingdom, all of which he could point out without fail - the fabulous ease that came with finding their current whereabouts and deducing precise distance between them and any curious point he could find. The overall majesty of the geological phantasm was indescribable. Without even thinking - or even hearing Corsair's query - his mouth had converted to a fountain of curiosity, spilling countless questions of his own.<br/><br/>"Lord Atadel, these aren't standard in magicycles, correct? These are merely of your own personal design? How long did it take to create this map in particular? How often are they updated? I mean, considering the fact that it's not done by hand I would imagine it wouldn't take as long, which would mean frequent revision and updating for best accuracy, correct? And what of use in general, Lord? Is it only available to mages? That is, no one without magical talent like myself would have capability of using such technology? I'm curious how the technology and magic coincide. Is it similar to the methods of magicycles? Or is there a different approach taken to implement the structures of magic and science?" The lad went on and on with his questions, fishing for the knowledge of the thing that fascinated him so, each question spawning another thought and thusly several more questions followed; hardly a breath between them. Poor Lord Atadel could possibly spend weeks trying to sate the young ones lust for knowledge.