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The moment that familiar voice reached his ears, that grin on his face faded away, soon replaced with a small frown. He never forgot the voices of any of his little brothers. With arms unfolding from behind his back to then be crossed over his chest, Samael’s head tilted in a way that would keep the curl atop his head from crossing the line of salt. “Both, though mainly within here.” The elder King replied, a sigh following. “This can be a dangerous place, little brother. ”
Eyes narrowed at Eygn’s mocking words, but that was all he could do. “But, since you are here, and I highly doubt you will head my warning,” A corner of his mouth turns upward. “ Ah, but where are my manners-” Samael steps back and turns away from the salt ring in order to once again unfold his arms and sweep one across the room, taking in his circular prison. “I’d offer you somewhere to sit, something to drink, but alas,” Boney shoulders shrug once. “Well, you can see.” His gaze returns to that of his sibling. “So we will get down to business. Whatever brings you to my humble abode, King of Water?”
