Carson had been patrolling the hallways of the castle at the group's arrival. His day had proved itself dull, as he had suspected. He loved the king and as he spent more hours near him Carson's respect only grew for the old man, however, guarding the hallways of the castle never prved interesting. That was before the princess was called multiple times yet had not left her quarters. Carson watched the hallways nervously since. He wasn't on night watch but, at this point, watched the hallway and the doors of a small collection of rooms including the princess. One of the other soldiers Carson got on with well was on guard duty with him but was sent off in search of the princess leaving Carson, mixed with nervousness and boredom bubbling inside of him, to guard the hallway alone. 

The news of the princess' arrival spread through the soldiers stuck with guard duty like wildfire and Carson was one of the first few to know; it was meant to be his duty to guard the princess that day so he ran down the hallways, his sheathed sword banging against his leg with every step he made. 

Eventually he reached the throne room and stood in the doorway, inspecting the sight that beheld him. The king looked toward a black haired soldier who seemed familiar to Carson, just through seeing him in passing, possibly a 'hello' if they passed one time when the approached the war to fight or such but no one he knew. Next to him hovered a fairy who Carson didn't recognise at all. Octavia stood in front of the king, who's showed the signs he was listening to someone's requests. Now Carson knows it would be rude to barge in, however, he waited until the small voice of the fairy finished and walking into the grand hall, bowing before the king.

[color=Sienna]"Your majesty, I mean not to intrude, I apologise for that but I was wondering if you would like me to escort Octavia back to her quarters?"[/color]

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