Ideally, it shouldn't.
But for the particularly "blessed," some things just couldn't possibly be ideal.
Like the way they were suddenly passed around.
Elior and Rahil weren't exactly sure what was happening. But they couldn't help but feel odd about the entire situation.
To begin with, the Prince had wondered why his aide—who normally would have pestered him to go back the moment anyone mentioned checks or inspections they never particularly sought out—was surprisingly silent this time around.
For one, despite this fact being unbeknownst to the Elven Prince, the aide had been convinced they should at least stay and see what these people thought about his master's condition.
Second, it would be inaccurate to say that Rahil had been silent the entire time. That couldn't be further from the truth, because the irritating elf had been snickering nonstop while they waited off to the side.
