They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Glancing around at their surroundings, Loren shrugged. "The living quarters are the smallest portion of the Palace, to be honest. It's mostly the seat of the government, including the military, magical, and religious portions." The facts rolled easily off his tongue, though he looked at Oliver in case the other hybrid had any questions.
The healer shook his head at the other man's question. "Not really." Though the Launceleyn's voice was quiet, Oliver should be able to tell from the bond that Loren was serious about that.
Nodding along with the explanation about what his fellow hybrid had been up to, the healer smiled a bit. "You can tell me, if you'd like." It came out fairly neutral, albeit polite and friendly. Turning another corner, he pushed open a small door, revealing a large kitchens that was currently deserted, though there was the smell of food stewing and baking bread in the air, as well as the sharper sent of mulled cider.
The healer shook his head at the other man's question. "Not really." Though the Launceleyn's voice was quiet, Oliver should be able to tell from the bond that Loren was serious about that.
Nodding along with the explanation about what his fellow hybrid had been up to, the healer smiled a bit. "You can tell me, if you'd like." It came out fairly neutral, albeit polite and friendly. Turning another corner, he pushed open a small door, revealing a large kitchens that was currently deserted, though there was the smell of food stewing and baking bread in the air, as well as the sharper sent of mulled cider.
LOREN
