From The Capital (2)

With the other two standing there, Lareina did not move to sit. Rather, she paid attention to the conversation between them.

"Father wanted me to keep an eye on this mission closely and report to him consistently without delay,'' He whistled and a crisp sound reverberated near the windowsill where a raven had appeared at some point, ''And secondly, I am asked to visit and invite the eminent monk and his disciple to the capital. They happen to be residing here in an abandoned temple for now.''

Azrael's face had not fluctuated in the slightest when the first thing had been mentioned as if his father's lack of trust in him was a common occurrence but when he heard the second part, his face visibly darkened.