[center][h2]The Boy in the Robe[/h2][/center]
[center]The King's Solar[/center]
[center][@Belle][/center]

The boy in the robe looked up at Sadara's response, expression concealed the vast garment. His head visibly cocked to one side as though considering what Sadara had said. [sub][color=aba000]"I suppose that is true. Who are you and why are you here?"[/color][/sub] he asked the question bluntly, though not unkindly. The figure shifted slightly in his chair, seemingly attempting to get more comfortable from his chair, obviously making no effort to rise and approach the barrier Sadara had made between them with the table. The boy shut the book, releasing a small cloud of dust, and slid it somewhere in one of his deep sleeves. He paused, considering Sadara and her table. Then, came a snapping sound from somewhere deep in the fabric. [sub][color=aba000]"Aren't you the Oracle? That must be nice to see what the future is like. Is it a good future?"[/color][/sub]

The boy in the robe stopped talking and turned his head slightly to the left. He seemed to listen for a moment and then rose up from his chair, moving with surprising dexterity for his outfit. [sub][color=aba000]"He is coming back, though he seems to be feeling rather self satisfied with himself. Be careful though, the man hates being doubted and never stops being dangerous. Not for one moment. Till the next time we meet."[/color][/sub] He knocked at the door and the guard outside opened it up with a small creak. He gave a final nod and exited the room. Several seconds later, the last of his robes cleared the doorway and the guard shut the door behind him leaving Sadara alone in the King's solar.