Standing behind a nearby tree, Celgion sighes, wishing the boy could have come about an hour later. Turning back to his friend and lover, Celgion indicates for Birchmagic to wait, who does so with a giggle. He walks around the tree, and moves toward the rider, and says, standing about ten feet behind the rider, "And might I inquire as to what a royal family would want with me?"<br/><br/>He was wearing his robe, carelessly tied close, and gently moved his wings, creating a light breeze, waiting for the messenger replies.