Castle of glass

Ganta couldn’t hide the relief on his face from Inverno’s words. He wasn’t alone… that was good. But still… he worried. Worried for Roza. Worried for their children. Ganta couldn’t place where this ill feeling was coming from, but it was ominous and smothering as a cloud of thick smoke. He gave a small nod, offering the older male a gentle look. “Thank you… Inverno. I appreciate it a lot.” His gaze turned in towards Dragoste’s land. “If you’ll excuse me… I’m going to go to her now. Call me if you notice anything else suspicious.”

Ooc:: -Exit Ganta.-