Holding his young son in his arms, Issac walked towards a certian room withing the Palace. The Royal Guards let him in and, seeing the Imperial Children, he gently smiled and put his boy down. "Prime Minister." Frida and the other servants bowed towards Issac as Abu walked over, stretching his hand out.
"How are you, my friend?" Ignoring Frida and the servants, Issac smiled and shook hands with his friend.
"Samuel has been excited to come here." Looking at his son, he saw him blankly looking at the three other children and chuckled. "Well, he was."
"Have you received word from your father or His Majesty?" Abu asked and sat down, offering the chair next to him to Issac.
"No. But by his calculation, he should have arrived south by now. As for his Majesty, I will update him about the situation here." Abu nodded and leaned back, looking at the children.
