"Your Highness, what is your initial impression of this locality?" Ian asked, standing in the front yard. His hands were clasped formally behind his back as he surveyed the small garden plants.
"I have not yet had the opportunity to explore it," Casaio replied simply.
"Then you should. And take Lady Zilia with you," Ian advised. "Just ensure you take the royal bodyguards as well."
"And you won't be accompanying us? I was under the impression you intended to be my constant shadow," Casaio remarked, a hint of mockery in his tone.
"I have a rather urgent council meeting at the palace to attend, Your Highness," Ian said, giving a slight, respectful bow of his head. "Did I mention that I have also secured a temporary residence in this vicinity for the duration of your stay?"
"No, you did not," Casaio replied.
