Crim was walking down the hall, for he presence was requested at the Meeting of the Knights. He kept calmly to his thoughts when hybrid burst from the throne room ahead of him. He remained calm, yet quickened his step. He was sure it would be handled, but... just in case. But, time quickly showed him that he was right as a blue orb encompassed him and was fell upon by the guards. His step would return to its normal pace had it not been for the echo of one of the coughing fits his father had been a victim of as of late. Thankfully, by the time he hit the corner for the room, it had receded and they had all already seated themselves at the table.
"Good morrow, thee, Father. *bows* Dark. *nods* Esteemed Knights." He took his place beside his father, sidestepping and taking note of the would-be escapee, and waited for the meeting to commence.
"Good morrow, thee, Father. *bows* Dark. *nods* Esteemed Knights." He took his place beside his father, sidestepping and taking note of the would-be escapee, and waited for the meeting to commence.