Three days ago...
Cassian landed powerfully on the veranda of Xavriel's bedroom. He barged into the bedroom fuming with unrestrained anger. He had been leaping and vanishing ever since he left the palace. Who was that old fool to embarrass him like that?.
"Xavriel!" he yelled out, walking all around the room in search of him.
"That's your majesty to you, prince." Xavriel said calmly, emerging from the shadows of the same veranda Cassian had landed in. He was a demon and invisibility was one of the perks. Xavriel folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall.
"How is the plan going." Cassian asked, going straight to the point.
"All's well and good." Xavriel replied with a small nod.
"Are they ready?"
"Should be."
Cassian tilted his head, getting more and more annoyed. "I'm going to need more practical answers and less two-word sentences."
