Mizaak couldn't help but grin at Akira's reply. "Yeah, you look it. Please, try and get rest. I think I hear your wife with the healer."
He moved away, knowing Emiko would inevitably want to be at his side. When she and the healer entered, he excused himself.
"I'm going to see to Amaya. My lord, Madam." He offered a steep bow, and quietly exited the room.
As he walked down the corridor, he raised a hand to his head, pushing back on his frill as if it were hair, and let out a deep sigh. This was not the excitement he had wanted.
In time, he exited the main entryway of the temple, and glanced about for Amaya. The crowd looked passive - good, that meant that, hopefully, no one was aware of the goings on in the temple.
Finding her, Mizaak strode to Amaya's side, and announced his presence as he tapped the butt of his trident upon the ground, standing at attention once again, patiently waiting for her to get a free moment. 5