Saved By The Mad Duke

Although Ahspid received the message and canceled their lesson, he still joined Aideen in her exciting inspection of Queen Elindine’s room. As always, he justified his actions with the fear of succumbing to boredom once again.

Unfortunately, denying him something he had already set his mind to was utterly useless, and the princess was well aware of that. Therefore, albeit reluctantly, she agreed to take him with her, mostly because she was convinced that this way, the mage would still do less harm than when left to his own devices.

"You must promise me you will be careful, Ahspid. This room is very important to His Grace, and I do not wish to break his trust in me because of you," Aideen said, inserting the key into the lock but not opening it until she received Ahspid’s reply.

Releasing a long and somewhat irritated sigh, the mage nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, I promise. What am I, a child? Open the room already, this hallway is very cold!"

Joining the man in shared irritation, the princess turned the key and finally opened the door, carefully stepping inside. She was still afraid to disrupt the serene atmosphere of that magical place.

As Ahspid followed, he clicked his tongue and remarked, briefly gliding his purple gaze over the mess surrounding him.

"I might be messy while I’m working, but I always make sure to clean things up... I simply hate it when things are out of order. My hands are itching to put things where they belong."

"And this is coming from someone who throws things into the fireplace once he is done with them..."