Silvan returned to Alessio's side when he was done getting ready, no longer surprised to see Queen Nadia flitting around his room, readying his luggage by tossing orders to servants. Alessio had been the one to open the door for him, so he had seen the chaos over the Vampire's shoulder.
"Thank goodness you're here, Silvan." Alessio sighed, stepping out of his doors. He eagerly closed the door behind him, hiding the flurry of motion on the other side. "Mother is convinced that we're moving permanently to Asten." He complained.
Silvan smiled, knowing that the Queen was so excited that she couldn't tame her enthusiasm. "We're not, perhaps a week-long visit?" He suggested lightly.
Alessio leaned against the door, frowning. "Is that alright? We can stay longer."
"We have too much to do," Silvan took a step back to increase the close distance between them, the doleful Vampire in front of him pulling him in. "We still have to try the taverns at the capital, and the paintings..."
