Nicoletto, Helena and Elanor walked in relative silence down the hallways, occasionally the Tilean and von Carstein would exchange some casual pleasantries, after a few minutes the trio reached a doorway at the end of the corridor.
The room was flanked by two of the Lahmian's mortal men-at-arms.
Nicoletto turned to Elanor ad smiled. "Please excuse us for a moment my Lady, Helena and I have much catching up to do. We have't seen each other in centuries." he said pleasantly.
Putting a hand on Helena's shoulder he guided her into the room and swiftly shut the door behind them.
The room was a small study with a desk with two chairs facing it, a few bookcases lined the walls and a roaring fire lit up the room.
Once alone in the room Nicoletto put a finger to his lips and strode over to the wall, unsheathing his dagger from his belt he slashed it across his palm, Nicoletto then pressed his bloodied palm to the wall.
For a moment the blood mark remained before it appeared to be absorbed into the wall itself, this was followed by a soft buzzing noise which died down seconds after it began.
"There." Nicoletto said withdrawing a cloth from his belt he rubbed his dagger clean and sheathed it before rubbing his own bloody palm, grimacing slightly despite the wound already being mostly healed.
"No one should be able to hear us from outside now."
Nicoletto moved to sit at the seat behind his desk, distractedly waving to the seats opposite for Helena to sit as he went took a key out and opened the small lock-box sitting on the table.
Removing some papers from the container he silently read them for a few minutes before looking up at Helena with a blank expression.
"Helena, what do you think you're doing with Elanor?"
The room was flanked by two of the Lahmian's mortal men-at-arms.
Nicoletto turned to Elanor ad smiled. "Please excuse us for a moment my Lady, Helena and I have much catching up to do. We have't seen each other in centuries." he said pleasantly.
Putting a hand on Helena's shoulder he guided her into the room and swiftly shut the door behind them.
The room was a small study with a desk with two chairs facing it, a few bookcases lined the walls and a roaring fire lit up the room.
Once alone in the room Nicoletto put a finger to his lips and strode over to the wall, unsheathing his dagger from his belt he slashed it across his palm, Nicoletto then pressed his bloodied palm to the wall.
For a moment the blood mark remained before it appeared to be absorbed into the wall itself, this was followed by a soft buzzing noise which died down seconds after it began.
"There." Nicoletto said withdrawing a cloth from his belt he rubbed his dagger clean and sheathed it before rubbing his own bloody palm, grimacing slightly despite the wound already being mostly healed.
"No one should be able to hear us from outside now."
Nicoletto moved to sit at the seat behind his desk, distractedly waving to the seats opposite for Helena to sit as he went took a key out and opened the small lock-box sitting on the table.
Removing some papers from the container he silently read them for a few minutes before looking up at Helena with a blank expression.
"Helena, what do you think you're doing with Elanor?"