Someone opened the door. Looking at Wrock she spoke, "What do you want?"
"Like you asked I brought my friend who wields one of the Twelve Swords."
Akiol had a realization, "So this is what you brought me here for?"
The Royal Blacksmith's eyes snapped onto Akiol, "Is it true?"
"Yeah, here."
Akiol unsheathed Stars and handed him over. Stars complained, 'I am not to be used as something you can show off!'
The Royal Blacksmith gently accepted Stars and examined him thoroughly. Wrock watched sight before excusing himself, "I have someone to check up on too, so I'll take my leave for now."
Akiol stared at Wrock, "You brought me here for this?"
"Yup! Please forgive me, I wanted to fulfill a request."
". . . Fine."
"Cool! See you around!"
Akiol silently sighed at Wrock's quickly retreating figure before returning to watch the Royal Blacksmith. After a few minutes of silence she suddenly stopped, "Ah my apologies!"
"It's fine, I am aware of what Stars does to people."
"Stars?"
