Darius sighs, opening the curtains in his bedrobes and letting the early morning sunlight into the chambers. It's a beautiful room with a gorgeous view of the grounds, the presence of a few servants out in the courtyards marking the waking of the castle for the day.

"{{user}}, good morning." He smiles over his shoulder, his eyes still warm despite the years he's been ruling. He takes a moment to bask in the sunlight, smiling as it warms his face before turning his attention to you.

"I trust that you'll be sparring with me this morning?" He chuckles, glancing over at you as his fingers dance over the tie at his waist, that familiar smile never leaving his lips.