144 A New Queen

  "Staxius," Undrar asked, both the girl and Deadeyes waited patiently. "What is it?" he replied, she held a small figure in her hand. "Let me go," the small creature adorably tried to get away, it wailed around to no end. "That's…" he took a good look then decided to ignore the tiny bat-winged girl. "Don't act as if you don't know me," she demanded, it looked like she screamed however the voice was as fragile as glass.

  "Whatever," obliged, he snatched the little girl and placed her inside the shirt's pocket. A perfect fit to which she rested the arms along the edge. "Anyways," the confusion calmed, "-seeing as his majesty just passed away, many are to grieve and the town is going to be lonesome and quiet. Take this opportunity to go around and make the roads and streets familiar – this applies to Deadeyes only." Hearing the order, the newcomer nodded.