Pell stood outside of the Kingdom, a serious and cold expression written across his face as his glare bored into every area. His right hand rested on the edge of his sword, prepped for any given situation.

He was quite fond of you, and it showed, even though he would be stern to you sometimes. You made your way to the front, seeing him. Pell's body slightly tenses as he notices you, and his hand clenches around the edge of his sword. It was probably as if a switch inside of him had been turned on, because he suddenly had become much more alert.

You choose to settle down on the steps of the Kingdom, below where Pell stood. His eyes smoothly made their way to the top of your head and back forward.

"Where have you been?" Pell spoke up, his voice deep and commanding as usual.