He smiles and it twists into a grin as a thought crosses his lips, "You know..." He says in a mild tone as his hand enters the inside of his purple tunic, slipping inside before removing a fat coin purse. He removes a coin for her, offering it out to her, still admiring her intense beauty with such soft, twinkling eyes. "Normally, when a man offers a beautiful woman money, it's on different terms than rent." He teases, smiling sweetly at her as he turns on his heel, his back to her, "Of course, you'd never do such a thing, now would you."He says in an amused tone as he steps through the door, "See you soon." He says and walks away from her, letting the large doors shut as he steps free from their confines, hoping she wouldn't take offense to his odd humor.
Herzius watches around, his eyes flicking as he does, even squinting to see better, though he knows it wont help much. His eyes were nigh useless in the sun light. Sure, he could see light, but unless they were not touched by the rays of light, he couldn't see very well. He slowly walks to the carriage, watching the driver scramble down and pull open the grating door, both of them wincing in response.
"Welcome, my lord. I hope all went well?" He asks the large man, one of which most people feared but for whatever reason he admired to no end. "Yes, all went well, in fact, she surprisingly allied with us. Such an odd feat indeed for me to have, normally I don't get such, nice results." He says, the carriage drivers laughs a bit, "No, you don't. That's why you're known as the Harbinger, my lord." He says, "The man who symbolizes all demise." His lips widen, almost cracking as he grins. "Yes, that's why I am know for such a thing." He says, slowly entering his carriage, "Oddly enough, I think she enjoyed my company, the only other I know that has such an enjoyment of my company is you." He says and the carriage driver smiles, glad his lord noticed as he shuts the carriage door and mounts the driving post, he slides open the metal grate window for him and leans down to look in, "So, where must we go, my lord?" He questions and in response he is given the note. He takes it and then shuts the gate, slowly taking off in direction of the home.
Herzius leans back in the carriage's seat, relaxing himself now as he watches the window, taking note of all of his things, stacked so nicely in preparation to be unloaded. He thinks over the situation, wondering if the Queen had an interest in him or if she was this way with everyone. She seemed intelligent, very thoughtful, so the fact she forgot to give him the note symbolizes he caused her thoughts to sway, but past that, she had blushed so beautifully when he reminded her. Perhaps he had reason to pursue further, of course, he had not swooned anyone since his late love had been killed in the war.
He feels that carriage stop and he waits for the door to slide open, staying relaxed as it does and he smiles a bit at his driver, watching him unload his belongings before stepping out and crossing his arms, letting him load the house with his things, telling him to set the trunks in his room and then he relaxes, leaving his things on the floor as he lays down, deciding to nap. There was still at least an hour or two until nightfall, surely he could rest.
