Only his native stoicism kept his surprise from his face when the magic in the staff reacted without his conscious intent for a third time, though apparently his words - intentionally vague - were close enough for the story to continue without issue. He slowly lowered his staff as the Knight interposed herself once more, listening to the third fairy with keen focus that might have been mistaken for haughty disdain. In truth he was just trying to glean as much about the direction of the tale as he could.
Well. Sleep was better than death, it was true. Sixteen years, however... He truly hoped they would not be caught in the book for that long!
He crossed his arms with suitable gravitas as the guards surrounded him, chin held high as he considered his options. Apparently he could teleport... but he would much rather not be separated from the Knight when she seemed to know this story far better than he did. "Very well," he rumbled, though his attempt to add a hint of menace to his agreement might have fallen a bit flat. "You may escort me, if you wish." Ah, but he had been among his own court long enough to know how to seem as though he was the one granting her the privilege of being his escort.
This time with deliberate mischief he tapped his staff on the floor and disappeared from within the circle of guards, only to reappear where he had stood earlier. "When you are ready?" he intoned, one steely brow rising in invitation to the Knight who currently stood upon the dais a little ways away.
Well. Sleep was better than death, it was true. Sixteen years, however... He truly hoped they would not be caught in the book for that long!
He crossed his arms with suitable gravitas as the guards surrounded him, chin held high as he considered his options. Apparently he could teleport... but he would much rather not be separated from the Knight when she seemed to know this story far better than he did. "Very well," he rumbled, though his attempt to add a hint of menace to his agreement might have fallen a bit flat. "You may escort me, if you wish." Ah, but he had been among his own court long enough to know how to seem as though he was the one granting her the privilege of being his escort.
This time with deliberate mischief he tapped his staff on the floor and disappeared from within the circle of guards, only to reappear where he had stood earlier. "When you are ready?" he intoned, one steely brow rising in invitation to the Knight who currently stood upon the dais a little ways away.
