Lesezek bounced whilst sitting on the throne. Looking at the double doors, he was waiting. 'Aleksander. Konrad. Where are you?' He couldn't help but look out at the window. The sun was slowly setting, and with his father back in the capital, the two definitely wouldn't miss meeting him again.
Snowid slammed open the door into the throne room. Lesezek quickly jumped off the throne and bowed towards him. Peeking up, he saw his missing eyes and held his breath, wondering who could have actually injured his father like that. Snowid walked over and planted his hand firmly on Lesezek's shoulder. "You did good."
Lesezek felt his heart jump out of his chest with happiness and raised his head. Taking a seat on the throne, Snowid finally loosened his armour and looked around. "Aleksander and Konrad haven't returned." He answered, knowing what was confusing Snowid.
