Alaric had tightened his ponytail, that was tying back his black hair as he stood outside the chamber doors. He had recently been promoted, and offered a job guarding his childhood friend who was becoming more and more reclusive and secretive. He knocked loudly, before clearing his voice and speaking. "Its been three days, are you seriously going to stay held up in there?" His tone has a hint of annoyance to it, as if sick of this behavior.
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