It had happened again. That was what the whispers called through the large courtyard called the yadi. Everyone was speaking with somber tones about [i]another[/i] raid, a-and how fire had enveloped the village. The damn thugs had gone back into that scum kingdom to sell off their spoils and nothing had been heard of from them since. Fela and Leita had been sent out to assess the situation and while Nendir's legs ached to take off and ride along with them, the man knew he wouldn't be any use. All that was left was the wreckage, no lives to be heard of were saved, everything burned to ashes. If anything, all the trip would bring the poor man would be pain and he could fall into one of his old terror episodes... Which Nendir was [i]determined[/i] not to let happen ever again.

Nendir had stayed in the shadows or up in the trees as he continued to listen, trying to gather his thoughts and emotions. The Queen needed to do something- [i]anything[/i] and it would have to be soon. [i]And, [b]by Nature,[/b] he would be included in it too.[/i] Nendir was going to hit something and alert everyone of his strange position before long, so he sat down on the branch he had been balancing on and knocked the back of his head against the great tree's torso. What he needed to do was appear stable and ready or they wouldn't let him anywhere near the border. It was only for his mission that Nendir had been determined to become a bodyguard for the ambassadors of Lutaires and he would make sure to protect anyone who was in his charge even though his mission came first.

For now, Nendir had to make some interaction to stop whollowing by himself. He jumped from branch to branch until he reached the ground, moving out of the bushes and almost giving some of the nobles a heart attack. That smile- The one he had on his face almost at all times throughout his time in the palace appeared on his face as he gave a little happy wave and let out a small laugh. He weaved through the crowd of people, hearing the sounds of the Faylinn, the princess, and one of his charges, but choosing instead to go find his [b]favorite[/b] pass time. His comrade in every sense of the word, his fellow bodyguard Caden.

He entered the kitchen from a bit away and saw Caden's interaction with the young girl. Obviously, he was feeling troubled about the incident and when Nendir thought about it, ah... he had had an assignment near Ombel. Such a perfect stereotype of self-blame could not escape the bodyguard's vision as he watched the other male work on one vegetable after another. Now if it had been Nendir himself, he would have peeled a few with that same knife, swiped a fruit and hightailed it out of there. But Caden cutting himself like that was just a little too much for the blue haired man himself, he silently moved to sit where his comrade had sat when peeling, picked up the knife and vegetable he had been working on and inspected, skimming off a few unnecessary layers.

[color=lightblue]"Now that is no way to speak to a child, my friend,"[/color] He gave a reassuring smile to the small girl and slipped one leg over the other as he continued, [color=lightblue]"the Queen'll be doing something soon My Lady, we just need to have faith in her."[/color] He cocked his head over in the direction of the rest of the peeled veggies, [color=lightblue]"And you oh handsome and brooding one need to stop blaming yourself or you'll end up cutting a finger off with that blade you take so much pride in."[/color]

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It hadn't been very long since the two of them had just been finishing up all the work that needed to be done that day. Rajun had mended clothes, rather poorly if it were by someone of high standing's standards, helped Maella bring all the containers back over to the caravan and helped out setting up the large fire out back where their supplies were. But being here, not only was there amazing water that one could drink with no reservation, there was also vegetation to be heard of. [b]Trees,[/b] Rajun loved trees, being able to climb a couple branches and take a nap had always been a dream of his. Unfortunately there were surely outlived, while the boy was good at shifting his body into many different positions, he was not very good at understanding how to lay his body out on a branch and not slip off. The boy had tried this maneuver countless times now and each would end with a resounding thud. Rajun didn't actually encounter that much pain, so he didn't let any of his voice out, but he probably did bruise his back a little. Dust covered most of him as well. He couldn't understand what he was doing wrong, so the boy would just keep trying the same thing over and over.

That's when Maella called him over. Rajun got up from the ground he had been inhabiting for the past minute and started walking over. The boy had leaves in his hair and a bit of grass stains on his butt, those were new. It would have to be washed out soon, but then again, the originally white clothes had already taken on a tan or creamy color. His chest was bare as always, but had a few chains that usually were slipped around his neck missing, he had traded them the other day for a new pair of sandals for Maella. Of course, he hadn't said a word as he had given them to her, and in turn, she apparently hadn't used them today, though that might have been because of all the grass on the ground.

Rajun padded over to her and slipped one foot down, a surprised look coming over his usually expressionless, sleepy face. He gave a happy nod before slipping both feet in, having already wrapped his pants up higher as to not get them wet. After taking a second to savor the feeling, he slipped in further so he was standing in the water and gently grabbed onto one of Maella's ankles, working to knead the grass and dirt off her foot. Rajun wasn't a man of many words, so his sudden actions could be rather surprising.

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