"I have made preparations for everything. As usual, everyone has been told that you will be out of the territory for a while. I believe they will be at their truest." Brandon said, as he clipped the cuff of Conaan's sleeve, then looked up to him.

Conaan seemed a little distant, but his face had a certain lightness to it.

"Your highness?" Brandon finally said, waving his hand around a little.

"I can hear you, Brandon," he finally said, letting his eyes look up to the assistant's.

Brandon smiled. "I thought you were occupied with more...pretty things."

Conaan only gave a small chuckle. "I definitely am," he muttered under his...