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[sub]Nova || Dawn, Miricia[/sub][/center]

Believe it or not, but Nova had been tailing the odd group of people and Laguz ever since they ended up surrounded and taken to see King Jacob the Third. Of course he had heard about the rendezvous point being in the Dancing Dragon, a place the young boy had committed to memory since learning this information, but the King probably wasn't expecting someone so young to take up the offer. Before he could even touch the door to get into the tavern, Nova was stopped by a sign next to the door saying that he'd need an adult with him to get in. Talk about luck...

So being the good kid he was, Nova lounged around until the commotion coming from inside brought them back over, only to see the strange group being escorted to the palace. His small stature proved to be beneficial as he unintentionally positioned himself right behind Gregory, becoming his shadow on the way to, inside of, and out of the palace, remaining entirely silent during the whole ordeal. There was nothing to comment about that wasn't already said, if he was being completely honest.

Also unaware that he hadn't been noticed by the rest of the group just yet, Nova placed a hand on the satchel strap across his chest that held all his tomes and vulnerary, peeking out of Gregory's shadow and his gold gaze now staring up at them.
[color=green][b]"...I-I agree. To the f-first option, I mean."[/b][/color] He mumbled out, the younger tilting his head in the process.