30.Mar.18, 08:02 AM
A frown furrowed R’nya’s eyebrows at Xyreith’s words, though, and he blinked at Rhaedalyn. “My visitor is here?” He asked rhetorically, trying to figure out whom it was that Xyreith was talking about. “Who..? Oh! Shit!” Slapping a hand over his mouth and glancing guiltily at the two girls – Varlea giggled in delight – R’nya leaned forward to give Rhaedalyn a quick kiss. “Lord Fort is here. Join us when you have finished lunch with the girls, love. No rush.” Pressing a kiss to each of the girl’s heads, R’nya quickly made his way out of the Dining Hall and towards his office.
R’nya arrived in a timely manner; he had not run, but nor had he dillydallied on the way. Pressing the door open with one hand, R’nya nodded a greeting to Therion as he closed the door behind him. “Lord Therion,” he said mildly, striding across the room and taking his seat. “Lady Rhaedalyn will be joining us once she and our girls finish their lunch. In the meantime, how can I help you?”