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Still calm, still watching with hollow eyes Nebel felt every jab at his pride his forced abdicated Princess laid into him. Yet he did not snap back, just let them talk while he watched. In his mind he was already doing something that should of been done the moment he laid eyes on this lands Queen. She wasn't human, or at least he was thinking that. No human could of come into a room sealed by his Hex let alone the fact he could not since the spirit powering the hex which lead to a different Train of thought. The creatures and spirits of the Occult are not something to be trifled with, let alone meeting with when in confinement of a seal.

Looking over at Kaitra for a moment he had to stifle a chuckle. It seems she forgot that they were unarmed coming into this place and was grasping at ghosts at her side. Still he leaned forwards, while he could feel no anger nor malice coming from their new guest hew as going to be ready just encase. Dishonored or not, he was still of Ispar and as such he had a duty to protect what he believed to be one of the last non-corrupted elements of his old home. This was, till he felt it. That warm feeling of someone whom he spent so long with.

Standing quickly, quick enough that his chair feel over, Nebel looked over at the door and with his left hand pointed at the hex. Oh that energy he felt coming from the door was like the warm summer's sun. With his first honest smile the Monster of Ispar gave a command, his words echoing with each sound that came.

[color=aba000]"Ich gebe dir Passage."[/color]

With that the door swung open, and before them stood the only person that Nebel truly felt for. With a wide grin he reached forwards and dropped to his knee. Taking her and and kissing it softly. [color=aba000]"Oh, ich habe dich vermisst. Mein Herz tat mir weh, seit wir uns das letzte Mal getrennt hatten"[/color] With that said he reached for her, wanting to wisk her to a chair, somewhere he could make her pleased in this cramped meeting hall. All he could offer, was his own chair.

With a slam of the door, the Hex returned to normal. Glowing in the corner now with Five creatures to make it stronger. The room, growing colder, and seemed to hold a much more defined stiffness in sound alone.