Ko seemed to brighten up when he heard that the princess was interested in what he had to say about the castle. He was born inside the walls of the kingdom to some nobles who followed the old king so he was taught at a very early age about the castle. He learned how it was built, when it was built, and who had done it as well, and everyone knew he was fascinated by it. How could someone build something so massive with little to no magic use?
He had to stop himself as well from gushing when she said she would tell him about the castle she lived in. He has traveled a few times to their kingdom back when he was small, so he knew very well the sights Velaris had to offer. He had to stop his travels there once Alder took over due to the rising tensions and other matters, but there was nothing much he could do about it.
He gave her a bright smile in return, "I do hope to hear about the castle in detail, it has been a very long time since I have visited Velaris when I was a boy, I would love to hear how it's been."He returned his age back to his food when he felt the scrutinizing gaze of Dimitri at the side of his head but just shot the boy his normal lazy grin. He was far too cautious for someone so young, but then again he is in charge of keeping the kingdom safe along with Alder.
When Alder got up to leave Zira left alongside him and gave both him and Dimitri a nod before closing the doors behind her. "Do not mind the King's attitude Princess," Dimitri finally spoke up, "He is still not quite used to being in the presence of other royalty such as yourself. Especially none as kind as you seem to be," he bowed his head in a form of apology, but his words while seemingly innocent had an edge to them. Dimitri was not an easy person to fool, not with magic or silver-tongued lies, but as no danger presented itself he said nothing. He had no evidence either to support his suspicions on the princess either.
When Kiera stood to leave and asked to be shown her room Ko stood up with a smile, "I can lead you to the guest rooms," he motioned with his arm for her to follow, "This way."
Nana gave him a look as he led her off but said nothing as she returned to her conversation with the other kitchen staff and kids. He just rolled his eyes and continued on, "You know, Kiera," he started, "this hall used to be filled with the finest paintings and ornaments," he gestured to the now baren walls, "but now the walls lay bare with the exception of a few things like the painting of Alder's late mother." he pointed to the human-sized painting of a beautiful woman. Her skin was pale and stood out against her fiery red hair, but she also looked sickly even with the kind expression she wore.
"It was said that she was ill when the painting was made but she wanted something Alder could keep so he'd never forget what she looked like," he smiled and glanced back to her, "quite sweet don't you think?"
Alder knew that Zira would be behind him as he exited the dining hall but he could care less at that moment. He was angry, confused, and just hated the whole situation as a whole, but he had to keep it together. "Alder," Zira spoke up behind him. Her voice brought him back to reality and grounded him at least for the moment.
"What Zira," he growled out as he stomped down the long hall towards where his chambers were. He needed a drink, something a bit stronger than the wine they were serving, and he needed somewhere to lay down. To calm his burning nerves.
"Your horns are out and so are your claws," she pointed out pointing to her head then to his. His walking stuttered then stopped as he brought his hands to hair, and sure enough, all four horns were fully grown and his crown was skewed to the right.
"Great just great," he growled as he continued his stomping down the hall. Workers that noticed him gave him a wide berth of space knowing the darkness covering his features meant he was livid about something. Zira just sighed to herself knowing full well that if he didn't calm himself down he would transform as he had once before in the castle throne room. That did not go over well and the messenger that was sent never made it back to the kingdom they were from. She still gripes him about it to this day.
Soon enough they made it to Alder's chambers where he all but ripped the doors open and stomped in. Zira just sighed heavily once again before following him inside. She was one of the only ones who would ever follow him into any room when he was pissed off because she knew he would never do anything to purposefully hurt her.
"Get out!" he screamed when he noticed her following, his voice bouncing and echoing out down the hall.
She stood her ground though and raised a brow, "I will not."
"That is an order Zira! Get. Out." He stomped up to her, towering over her at his full height. She could see the blue flecks in his now slitted eyes and as he spoke lowly she could see his fangs had grown in.
She just glared right back up at him before pushing him back and stepping in through the door fully, "Then what?" Her voice was calm as she pushed him again making him stumble back. "Let you destroy yourself?" She asked and pushed him again making him step back a few steps. "Let you be their monster?" She pushed him again but this time he hit the foot of his bed and fell over it.
Alder was completely taken aback by her actions, but it distracted him from the boiling anger and hatred. "Zira-"
"No." she cut him off as she walked around and grabbed a bottle of honey mead, "Drink this you angry reptile." she shoved it into his side.
Alder just stared at her for a moment before he busted out laughing at her last comment, "Never thought of you to be the joking type." he coughed out as he righted himself on the bed.
"It got you to stop throwing a tantrum," she shrugged and leaned against the bed next to him.
He just sighed and took a drink not having the energy to really argue with her on that note. She was right, he was throwing a tantrum, but he had no idea how to handle what was going on. "Thanks, Zira, sorry for yelling at you," he sighed and handed her back the bottle. She just gave a nod before taking a drink herself and putting the bottle back.