[Unfortunately, Excenmille is not used to any type of formality being discarded. The guards outside the castle seem to stare at him a little more fixedly than the townspeople, and it's all he can do to bite his tongue. And by bite his tongue, it's more accurate to say he's chewing the thing off. He merely narrows his eyes at the ladies that don't really seem to be wearing all that much and continues into the hall, wondering where their cathedral is.
Then he sees the king. Only! Because of not being used to lack of formality, he assumes it's yet another female guard. That appears to be wearing more than the others. Maybe a captain? But then the "guard" speaks, and he blinks a few times, glancing immediately to Lilisette but of course, not saying anything. When he'd addressed though, he does speak.
...In that lovely honest way only children can.]
Yes. My name is Excenmille M Aurchiat. I hail from the same lands as Lilisette. ... [Beat. ...Why isn't the guard ushering them into a throneroom?]
...If possible, I would like to see your king posthaste. There is a matter of the utmost importance I would bring to his attentions.
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Then he sees the king. Only! Because of not being used to lack of formality, he assumes it's yet another female guard. That appears to be wearing more than the others. Maybe a captain? But then the "guard" speaks, and he blinks a few times, glancing immediately to Lilisette but of course, not saying anything. When he'd addressed though, he does speak.
...In that lovely honest way only children can.]
Yes. My name is Excenmille M Aurchiat. I hail from the same lands as Lilisette.
...
[Beat. ...Why isn't the guard ushering them into a throneroom?]
...If possible, I would like to see your king posthaste. There is a matter of the utmost importance I would bring to his attentions.