Herzius awoke, his eyes opening suddenly and he moves the blanket-coverings off of him, setting it down as he stands up and stretches. His nude body exposed through the light flooding in through the drapes. He had slept late, that he did indeed. His tanned form moves over to the large dresser and he pulls free a drawer, removing from it a dark brown pair of ankle-low breeches and pulling them onto his figure quickly, already having completely recovered from his waking-sleep. He would continue this process with various other articles of clothing. Equipping himself with the breeches, a deep, forest green tunic pulled over a tucked in white dress shirt, the sleeves of which are pulled to his wrists, covering up the large boned plating of his forearm, though not able to hide the large spikes on his elbows. He finishes by pulling on socks and his hunting boots, brown and less decorated than his usual boots, as well as a not-so flashy brown belt underneath his tunic and around his breeches, and a more exposed belt over his tunic, to hold it tightly in place around his muscular frame. The brown tone of the belt matches the style nicely, and the gilded -with gold- belt buckle seems to sparkle in content.
He moves for his routinely worn sword but instead decides that perhaps today is a time for something less. He pulls out his dagger, it's 8 inch blade satisfying enough for he, a man-o-reach. He steps free from his cabin, the dagger holstered proudly on his hip. He escapes from his dwellings and moves through town, headed towards the castle of which the young queen, Arianna resides in all her magnificence. He moves past the gates and through the doors, taking note that none reside within other than her majesty through a series of resounding yet soft clicks with his tongue, his eyes shutting intuitively as he does. His echo-locative abilities allowing him to search the entire room quickly.
"Apologies for arriving with announcement, fair queen of Astaeron. I would not impede, I simply sought company and found it to be not had in my own residing and thus arrived to such conclusion as venturing to you, so as to spend but mere moment if that is all you find yourself willing to spare. Doth mine request sound fair to thee?" He questions in a slow, calm voice, his brilliantly shining eyes taking note of her other-worldly beauty.
