[color=f49ac2][b][h3] Ayel Raunefeldt [/h3][/b][/color]

The nobleman heard the heavy steps, not because they were clearly heavy, but due to carefully attuned and refined hearing. As someone were approaching, he assumed that the man he had addressed earlier had taken his request at outmost importance. But when the ever levelheaded fully turned around he was met with the sight of Dyna. 

[color=f49ac2][i]'My dear, Aelios why must I suffer all these lowborn? Ugh. This one cannot even dress the part. Have I seen this one somewhere before?' [/i][/color]He mentally sighed. Wearing that sort of attire meant she was not here to assist in cleaning his noble back. 

Ayel raised an eyebrow, then his eyes narrowed in acute unison, his arms crossing to show his discontent by the sight before him. How dared someone -that- short talk to him in that manner. 

Something about her appearance poked at his memories. Had he run into this girl before? He instinctively glanced to the top of her head. It was as if something was missing. Some hat or something. For a moment his thoughts landed on sheep and other animals. Disgusting. He briefly cleared his head and decided it was time to address the girl. He was still baffled at her words, fouler words had not been uttered that day. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"Lost?"[/b][/color] He said aloud as if he was making cerain he heard right. The audacity! How dared she presume, that he, the very chosen of Aelios herself, a noble lord, was lost! The mere presumption would have been met with instant whipping. If he would have convinced the Aurelian queen that such a law change would have made the otherwise hard life of the nobility, abit less bothersome. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"I am certainly -not- lost, I know this place iike the back of my hand, lady Aelios guides her -most- chosen -all- the time. Do you ever get that? Oh what am I saying? Of course not."[/b][/color] He reached up and moved his troublesome lock from his pristine face. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"But it does indeed seem like even servants like yourself have your uses, I, in my vast and sometimes unfathomable knowledge cannot keep track of every little detail. That this is in fact just some priestess chambers. Imagine a man of my esteemed nature being seen entering or exiting that room, it would give rise to unwarranted gossip. But yes, that is why servants like you exist. To serve your betters." [/b][/color]He said in a slightly more satisfied tone, giving off a smug smile. The girl had proven somewhat useful, the room ahead had been a carefully laid out trap to ensnare unsuspecting noblemen. It then occur to him that she was clearly the temple appointed guide. Like one of those expeditions in Aurelia where they were hunting near extinct animals and needed a wayfinder to guide through the wilderness. 

It did worry him that she stood so close to him, what if he would inhale some cheap perfume, or worse yet. Air breathed by a commoner. Maybe that's how the blight was spread? As he was about to use his noble influence and aura of respect to command the blonde girl to guide him to the changing rooms, the man from before interjected. 

The nobleman's eyebrows twitched and his mouth opened to reply to the man, almost cutting him off and briefly putting his fingers in his ears. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"Na na na! Do I come by the watchtower and bother you when you are working?! Do not speak out of turn! No no. Ah ah. Shush. Why must you commoners always speak when you are not spoken to? Can't you see that I am a very busy man? Obviously you are not a proper servant but some spoiled guard with attitude problems.." [/b][/color]He angrily began to walk towards Kale, trying to pass by Dyna.He felt the desire to slap him with his glove, but resisted as he knew there was a big risk of his gloves getting dirty. As far as he was concerned, his gloves were worth more than their lives. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"Of course I need to do -everything- myself! Ah! You! Girl! You have my permission to lead me to the changing rooms and after that to my private holy bath. And if you think about peeking then you must know that while I am stunning, I am way out of your league. But look on if you must. But try to contain yourself. I know how easily you lowborn get flustered. Well? Don't just stand there. Chop chop."[/b][/color] He clapped his hands, he had a very eventful day ahead of him. For certain. 

He could once again swear he had seen her before? Or had she a twin? A twin? The nobleman once again was reminded of animals. But why?