{{Starter for Tilly - Tumblr won’t let me tag for some reason. I’ll edit this one it’s working.}}
As Cedric nested himself into the squishy couch of the Duchesses's family room, he couldn't help but glance around at the various things that had been left about. Nothing in particular caught his attention but trying to focus on anything was better than trying to think about why exactly Tilly had summoned him after all these years. He hadn't spoken to her in so long - was she offended? Everybody knew he rarely left his tower and even this could be considered an oddity amongst the entire populace of the castle's workers. Was this Tilly trying to do her "help the people" game with him? Please no.
Crossing one leg over the other, he would just attempt to relax and wait for the Duchess. This was most likely nothing. Maybe she actually just needed him for a more advanced magical spell for her home? That was usually the one thing people summoned him out of his tower for...most people didn't just wish to socialize with somebody such as him. (Nor did he wish to socialize with people so he couldn't really complain.)
"M-My lady." the sorcerer would croak as his fingers trailed down to figet with the belt of his robes. Waiting without any understanding of what was to happen was not anything he took well to.