The Aethelgard Royal Palace,
"No, I wanted to come!" Ulysses's protest echoed through the royal chamber.
His expression twisting into something dangerously close to a tantrum as he stared at Silas, who had apparently made the decision on his behalf without even allowing him the courtesy of a discussion.
When he learned that Sienna-Rose would be traveling to Dunhall, and before he could properly express his interest in joining the expedition, Silas had already volunteered to remain behind. And how the older sorceress shut his mouth with magic, a magic stronger than him.
"You can't leave the throne without a royal sorcerer," Silas replied easily, he already anticipated this exact reaction from Ulysses.
He looked entirely too pleased with himself, especially considering that he had just secured the opportunity to accompany Sienna-Rose on what promised to be an extraordinary journey. From the culinary side, and from the new magic side.
