Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150314031208/@comment-32663439-20150318053456

Kodlak turned to Erik. "Hey, it's alright. I know you want to help her. I understand completely. I don't want to tear you away from your mother."

(How old is Erik by now?)

The archive room had been replaced with completely different stuff. It was now full of uninteresting tomes on various bland subjects. One of the guards said "Milord, your archives have been moved to a storage room in the palace's basement."

Kodlak's cheeks flushed deeply, as he awkwardly averted his eyes. "I, uh...um...yea, I did..." He glanced at Thryssa a moment, before looking back down to his hands in his lap. "I never thought you'd....possibly like me though..."