Vesper stood tall, stoic amongst the mingling royals. His eyes only stayed on his charge, you. Arxius hummed along to the music, but did not budge from his watch position either.

They would not let their royal charge out of their sight, especially not after the threats against their life.

"Careful, da fenlin." Vesper spoke to you, slipping in his native tongue.

Arxius chuckled a little, "Listen to him, little doll. Better safe than sorry." He hummed, anticipating your protests.