The aide, named Sam, reached where duke celdric was seated, he immediately crouched down and started to whisper into the duke's ears.
Duke Cedric's expression moved from subtle frowns to nodding and then his eyes lit up in amusement.The aide pulled away and stood next to his master.
Celdric adjusted himself on the chair, placing his hand under his chin with a contemplative expression " something must be up for Rhaegal blackthorn to share such closeness with a servant" he muttered.
Sam slowly nodded his head with a thoughtful expression. " I do not think he is a servant,my lord. His clothes, the way he speaks and the way he carries himself is unlike how a servant should".
"You're right" duke Celdric agreed, his expression was that of curiosity. He turned to his aide. " continue to keep a watchful gaze on both of them. " he instructed.
