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Shun closed his eyes, listening to TK and muttering a few things under his breath.

They were still missing some words, then. He looked around, trying to see what they had not yet scoured. It seemed like most things were being accounted for. After a bit of thought. he attempted to go back up the stairs. However, he moved up the steps backwards.

Maybe that would thwart whatever magic was... enchanting it. Or whatever.

He just stood back and watched as people began crawling around the bottom of the table, and fighting on the top. His arms were crossed close to his body, and expression inscrutable as usual thanks to the mask.

"If Mordred was Morgan...a's.... brother...." Szczeosny was slowly musing to anyone who wasn't already preoccupied searching for pieces of paper, "Does that mean he's..."

Much like the prophecy, there were a number of unsettling ways to fill in the blank.

Someone had been following her up the stairs. Well, not following her, but it was an utter relief when they paused. Hollandaise continued to climb, hand on the railing. It was almost cathartic, she thought, that the stair did not seem to end. As she calmed, she began to hum creakily, some childhood tune about the Great King.

Despite Mildred's best efforts to remain unnoticed, Robert did not get the hint. In fact, he didn't know what not being noticed even was, as being noticed seemed quite high priority for a glorious lifestyle such as his. So when he wrapped both of his arms around Mildred's waist, he was huffing out loud barks such as "PARDON US" or "PLEASE MAKE WAY" which were all quite counterproductive to her efforts, or so it should have been. In fact, Robert was all but ignored, because his attitude wasn't uncommon among arrogant knights, and most had no time to worry about a loud voice booming nearby when they were urgently trying to figure out puzzles.

He was, in a sense, camouflaged by his ability to be obnoxious. It was a skill he'd trained for his entire life, and it was obvious by the ease with which he wielded it, that he was an expert.

She ripped away from his tight hold when she tugged at his hand, excited by the exposure of the astronomers tower ahead. He was only familiar with what her tower looked like from the outside, so when he entered with her it was with a sense of vague apathy, marred only by the enjoyment of watching her get excited. She burst with energy, which was stifled by a pathetic attempt to prove her loyalty. He couldn't blame her; the room was filled with knights, any one of which could think to judge her for her indiscretion, but to him it was nothing more than entertaining. Mildred was as loyal to the king as he was humble. He smiled when she said it, but she never saw the reaction. Instead, she turned her anger on someone else, and he stood idly by, watching her passion exhude just as heavily in rage as it had in excitement.

It was never a dull moment.

[Zar]

Zar left the rectangular thing alone and came out from under the table, shaking his hair and sweeping the dust off his clothes and knees. He gave the room a once-over, once again dismissing anything textual as irrelevant. There did not seem to be a great deal of loot in this room, even the pile of cogs and machinery next to Mildred didn't look to be worth stealing.

Turning to Thackery and Lurks, he snorted irritably and curled his lip in the fashion which clearly had taken many decades of noble breeding to attain. "Do me a favour and suffocate yourselves simultaneously, this racket is unbearable."

He moved away from the table, initially heading for the door before he decided to check upstairs, where hopefully there would at the very least be food to be had, he hadn't eaten since that morning.

Wilson gave Zar a helpless look. Wait, what about the thing? And then turned toward the object. "Um..." He tried to knock on the thing again, and he happened to knock seven times.

"Some assistance, please?"

The piece of paper fell down at his attempt. Upon uncrumpling it, it read:

With the paper in hand, Shun went on and tossed it onto the table along with the rest.

"There. Are we missing anything else?"