Chapter 26

"I have made preparations for everything. As usual, everyone has been told that you will be out of the territory for a while. I believe they will be at their truest." Brandon said, as he clipped the cuff of Conaan's sleeve, then looked up to him.

Conaan seemed a little distant, but his face had a certain lightness to it.

"Your highness?" Brandon finally said, waving his hand around a little.

"I can hear you, Brandon," he finally said, letting his eyes look up to the assistant's.

Brandon smiled. "I thought you were occupied with more...pretty things."

Conaan only gave a small chuckle. "I definitely am," he muttered under his breath, but it wasn't quite enough for Brandon to hear.

He turned to the large mirror once again, taking on the simple appearance. The robe was silk, but not the extravagant type of silk. His hair was let down on his sides and his back, and he had a black headband on his forehead.

He swallowed as his reflection in the mirror was