“About us?” The word sounded strange and it showed as he said it, causing him a moment’s pause for consideration. Whatever he thought of it, however, he did not choose to share. “As you say, we have always been admirably low maintenance.”
He was delighted to be back out in the fresh air. This time Aredhel did not precede him, as it was anyone’s guess where Mikino intended to lead her. “We can agree on that score.”
He spoke gently enough, though it seemed they were alone. As alone as anyone ever was, and discounting Ares and—if they followed along—her own retinue. “You will be relieved enough to know that this is temporary. There had been a setback but I will not be expected to remain here eternally.”
Even with the illusion of privacy, he minded his words carefully. She would not be Queen, though, and he guessed that was paramount among her concerns. He could alleviate that much before they found themselves indoors, in the secure atmosphere of whichever area he opted for. Mikino knew as well as anyone where one could speak freely here. He had seen Reihana use her trick to listen in often enough at galas.
“Everything will be settled soon. I believe that. But I have been surprised often enough. And even then, I do expect to be needed regularly.” Sidonie had perhaps required more guidance than Azzy ultimately would, but while she was still new, Mikino would be invaluable. And then, she had a habit of actually listening. Often in the past he had returned home out of hopeless frustration. What point was there in advising someone who did not desire advice?
“If you just arrived, you must be thirsty at the very least. My chambers off the Courtroom are as secure a place to talk as one will find here, and Aredhel can send for whatever you like.”