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Herrscher tilts his head to the side when Yurei freezes up. "Are you alright?" he asks concerned and walks over to put his hand on Yurei's forehead to check his temperature. Herrscher could feel his fight instinct bubbling up upon coming into physical contact with Yurei but wasn't quite sure why, his free hand twitched as if his weapon was in his hand rather than locked up in his room.

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"I-I'm sorry, just about tired I guess. Sorry for worrying you." Yurei replied, frowning in his mind when he heard Yoni begin to snicker. "What?" He asked him, slight anger sparking in him. "He he he, you can act pathetic sometimes." Yoni laughed, but friendly mockingness marked his voice. Taking a step backward, Yurei awkwardly left the scene to his room, collecting his tea which was on the floor.

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Rose quietly waited for the King's response with her hands folded in front of her.

(Aaa sorry Saratank.)

The king nodded, “I see, We’re the attackers identified?” The king asked Rose.

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(No worries.)

Rose shook her head. "Unfortunately not. I only saw the signs. Not who. I wish I knew more, but I just thought you would like to know what I had seen" she said giving a small bow. Her blue eyes met the king's as she wondered fully what he planned to do.

*Drake goes outside his room finishing recording in his journal. As he walks outside the hall room seeing the guards prepping for the future king speech* Well this should be worth hearing a bit

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She talks to Marissa about her day, about her first day as a maid, and explaining how she got the job...

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Hikari walks around town, getting some supplies and books for when the war happens in her family

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Herrscher sighs quietly after Yurei leaves and his eyes zero in on Hadrian's door, he tries the handle but finds it locked. He purses his lips and debates whether he should pick the lock or not. "The bad judgement always wins out doesn't it?" he murmurs to no one in particular and takes out his lock pick and picks the lock. Before Herrscher can truly regret his decision he opens the door and walks into the room, making sure to close the door behind himself. His eyes flicker over the room in curiosity more than anything else.

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Soros listens to the guards and follows Drake

Dakota was reading some notes before muttering, "So that is it! That is Hadrian's power! That means Gaz is a..."

"A what?" Gaz interrupted with a soft sigh.

"Uh...a great guy! Mhm, you are guy Gaz!" Dakota tried to lie convincingly.

Gaz frowned at this running a hand down his face, "You know this is hard on me. You are my favorite only after Hadrian. This is because you thought with logic rather than emotion and instead of causing trouble you would read in the library."

"Well I don't have to tell anyone. Thinking logically it would be more beneficial to act like I knew nothing and live. Right?" Dakota asked hoping to talk his way out of it or at least stall until help arrived.

"I can't let you do that. You will find someway to tell them. I know it." Gaz explained, "I am sorry nerd. Although as a final act of kindness to you I'll let you know this, you are right about Hadrian and I. Heck I'll let you see first hand."

Dakota sighed at the growing shadow. He'd die here and nobody would know until they found him in a few days. He turned his back on everyone and now he was alone in his final moments. If he had just another chance he'd be more sociable. He'd talk more, play games, stretch, you name it and he'd do it. And then he was dead.

Gaz lifted the body up and quickly entered one of Hadrian's secret passages hoping to find him down there.

Cheshire remained in the courtyard, yawning as she looked to the sky. She had discarded the stick she was drawing with to her side beneath a topiary of some animal. She would lay on to her back. With silence only surrounding her, she would ruffle her hair and shout, "Ah, why can't this place be more exciting!?"
To her own knowledge, she had been the only one outside the house that wasn't occupied with other matters, quickly Cheshire shut her mouth as she laid on the ground, limp and relaxed, I have nothing against anyone, but it's as though everyone can't stop worrying about things ever since last night and that announcement...
Cheshire began to herself before she herself up with a slight gasp of a revelation, Maybe those fights from last night tensed everyone up! I mean, my sisters seemed pretty worried last night... She grinned, "Maybe I can do something to boost the family morale? Yeah, that seems like a brilliant idea. Great job me!"
Concluding her thought, she jumped up, hitting her head against part of the topiary and falling back down with a thud. Several of the leaves fell, covering most of her face in sticks, leaves, and several bugs. Out of instinct, Cheshire screamed as she brushed the bugs off. "...Maybe it wasn't the best idea to suddenly get up."

Camelot wandered throughout the building, checking on the recent damages caused by Cheshire's presence. "...One damaged floor panel on the upper level," he wrote down in a small notepad. He then walked past her bedroom door, as expected she wasn't there. Quickly, Camelot flicked a light.
"Operational... Then..." He looked at the side of her bed. There was evidence of some glass shards, "Of course, a broken light bulb." This was normal for him to deal with. Cheshire's bad luck is unpredictable, but it really feels like he's been cursed more on a daily basis compared to her. Camelot was never one to ask others to help fix her damages, for as long as he could remember... Camelot has always attempted to fix up damages on his own with some money he's saved up working as a butler. It's tedious, yes, but it really would be a pain to ask everyone else to offer the money for repairs and replacement. That'd basically lead to the possibility of debt or owing the other employees. With a sigh, he wrote into the notebook how much cash he would need.
"That's practically a third of my money, huh?" Camelot yawned, still drained from last night. "I'll just work on it later... I need my sleep before going to town." The butler shut his notepad closed as he went to the servant's quarters to sleep.

(Cheshire's Bad luck total: 4... 5...? I lost track... 5. I'll just say 5.)

*Drake passing by he sees a tired Camelot and goes to him with worry look on his face, Drake compared to his brother he cares for the people who serve him or those who respect him he will do anything to help him* Are you alright?

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Camelot heard Drake and jumped to a stand that made him appear well. "Um! Drake, sir, I'm fine. I'm just going to... the servant's quarters for awhile. That's all," he tried to be as convincing as possible, while minding his own manners. At least he's being honest about where he was going.

Once Hikari gets back and puts her purchases away, she looks around for her siblings to see what's happening

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No Camelot you look very tired I will make you a refreshment so you rest easy alright *He takes Camelot to the kitchen and makes him sit in a chair* Stay here alright *He opens the cabnit doors to look for some tea to make. He found some ingredients to help Camelot too relaxed a bit more so he started to make them. After it was done he served him some tea* Here this should help you relaxed at least

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Camelot began to shake his head, "No, Drake. You don't... have to help me. Besides, I work... for your household... It's fine, really... I'll... be fine..." He was clearly tired, trying to keep his eyes open. He decided to pick up the tea and drink from the cup.

After awhile, Camelot finished it, minding the burns from the drink.
"Thank you, Drake, sir..." He still appeared tired, but at least he could think a bit rationally now. "Although, once again, you didn't have to prepare tea."

Is my pleasure Camelot i am glad I could help, you know that always like helping around you should know this *He smiles to Camelot and drink the tea a bit* When you go to bed the rest of the effects will kick in so don't worry you will have a good well deserved rest. Tell me what has been troubling you? You look very stress

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Camelot sighed, "Well... For one..." He paused looking around, he wanted to mention about the knowledge among several of the servants regarding last night's events. Instead, Camelot resumed, remembering that he shouldn't share this information, possibly for his own good.
"Well... I just stayed up late is all... I was struggling to get a good... night's rest because of some shouting nearby," Camelot responded, with the occasional yawn, internally regretting that he had to lie. "Plus, I'll have to head to town to... repair some damages around the house as well." He was referring to Cheshire, but due to recent information about what had happen last night, Camelot might have to pitch in a little bit for repairs.

Want me to go with you and buy the materials with you? *He did a smile Camelot and then got up too put the tea away to the dishes, he then went back to Camelot waiting for a answer* That way you can rest more and have time for yourself

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