Who: Heloise and Jarey When: Early evening Where: Elkwood palace halls
Jarey had gone to give his condolences to Kelvin Grimm. He wasn't from his kingdom or even a friend, but Jarey felt empathy for his situation. It was all too easy for him to imagine what that would've been like, and how easily it could have happened to him! One misstep, one dropped blood and there went the fingers, no getting them back. He wasn't surprised that his mother had encouraged him to stay away from the training yards more now than she ever had before because of that. His grandmother didn't agree. Jarey thought that the sun would turn black before his grandmother and mother actually agreed on something. Instead of staying where either of them could find him, Jarey had taken to wandering the halls of the palace when he didn't have something specific to do. He'd spend the morning reading the letters he was sent, helping his grandmother make decisions and then he would slip off to train or to wander out of the sight of the women in his life.
If asked, he would tell them he was thinking. In reality, he was seeing what the other people did in those twilight hours before dinner. He could hear some discussions drifting through doors not entirely closed, or see people slipping off who had the air of those who didn't want to be seen, and all in all, Jarey thought he was seeing things he wouldn't have had he been walking with his mother or grandmother, and definitely not if he'd stayed in his rooms.
Raised voices coming from just ahead caused him to stop. A wicked part of him wanted to stay just where he was to listen and see what was causing such a ruckus. The wicked part of Jarey - which was a very small part - won out as it so rarely did and he stayed where he was stood, head cocked a little to the side as he listened to the argument he definitely wasn't a part of.