Kell’s fingertips traced a scar on the others shoulder and it’s comfortable and intimate like this. They hadn’t had a lot of time to just talk so he finds himself enjoying the opportunity.

“Red London is doing well... recovering still but it’s hopeful. He furrows his brow. All the politics with other kingdoms is still proving complex...” Kell really didn’t have a mind for it at all so he didn’t linger on the topic.

“Rhy is already a good king,” he says, dropping his hand from the others shoulder. “He’s tired most of the time and worried but it seems to help that Alucard is afflicting his presence on the court.”