Rei finishes his survey of the first floor of the library fairly quickly, marking three passages leading out of the castle. One leads under the back wall, likely an escape passage for if the castle is on fire. Another has collapsed, though if he is any real judge of such things it would have lead to the old barracks he saw outside the walls so that the soldiers could charge right into the castle should their be raiders or assassins. He wonders vaguely if perhaps they had kept up with that tunnel if the prince would have had less attempts on his life. [i]'There must have been quite a few for him to have reacted the way he did to me. . .'[/i] he muses. The last is the most well concealed, actually behind a bookshelf. It also happens to be the most well maintained. This last one leads to the tower where they had gone for the prince's history lesson.

[i]'It must be their version of a safe house. I am no expert on castles, however that tower is far more defendable a position than the palace proper'[/i] As he makes his way to the second floor he can sense eyes on him. Once he reaches the next level he looks back to find out who's looking and once more has to take a moment. The design of the library makes it possible to look to each of the floors from almost anywhere in the library, and the higher vantage point gives the fae something new and interesting to take in. It is less the structure and more the number of books he can see all at once that almost seems to move him, though even if it seems that way the feeling is very muted. The underground almost tunnel like design of the hall of books in the fae village is far more close feeling and limits how much you can see.

He smiles, though he does not notice, and after glancing down at the keeper, who jumps slightly and shuffles off, he makes his way around the second and third floors in no time. Not wanting to be too far from the young man he's guarding for too long once his survey is done he makes his way swiftly from the room. The keeper watches him go and lets out a sigh as he closes the doors quietly behind him. It doesn't take long for Rei to return to his room, quickly emptying his pockets of the food he stored before wandering over to the secret passage connecting his room to the prince's. Recalling what the youth had said about checking on him he doesn’t hesitate to open the wall and make his way through the dark to the other end.

The wall opens silently and the fae enters the room. His eyes fall at first onto his ward, but seeing him still and quiet he slips further into the room and begins checking it for any dangers. Cracking the shutters slightly so he can look down upon the grounds he is careful so that the light from outside does not fall on the young man's sleeping form. [i]'It seems quiet tonight. Not even any of the stable crew away it would seem. Only the night guard. . .I wonder. . .He said it would be strange to learn from an assassin, but would he object to bringing my suggestion to the captain of the guard about shifting his patrols so that the castle is safer against my kind of folk. . .'[/i] 

He sighs silently and closes the shutters, still very confused about the young man's rejection. It would make his life easier, and make it less likely that he would have to come in conflict with the man should his actions go beyond verbal correction with Alessandro. Magic creeps out across the room, checking it over as the fae goes over it with his eyes as well until at last he is satisfied. As he begins walking over to the open wall, intent on getting some sleep, Rei pauses, struck with a sudden curiosity. Turning he silently approaches the prince's bed, coming to a stop right next to it. 

The youth's hair is covering most of his face and on impulse Rei reaches out, gently brushing those golden locks aside so he can see Alessandro's face properly. Leaning back slowly he looks, taking in his features, his slightly sleepy mind wandering vaguely about with random notions. The prince is a curiosity, one Rei can't seem to figure out, and as his mind tries desperately to put the pieces together the fae simply watches the young man sleep. He only stands there for less than a minute before turning and heading back to his own room, but for his constantly firing mind it felt like a lot longer. Once in his room he wastes no time in stripping off his clothes and crawling into bed, his only adornment the bandanna to cover his ear tips. Then with a yawn and a stretch he curls up under the covers and falls asleep.