Aeodan considered the Duke's words, rolling them over in his mind. It was entirely possible that a small sect of Jourkadri had split off, thought he doubted how plausible it would have been. Their culture seemed to alien to Aeodan for it to have survived, especially in the expansionist times that followed their climax. Instead, Aeodan thought it was more likely that the Jourkadri were wiped from Idalos, leaving behind only their remnants that they'd seen so far. Still, the scholar did not want to slash the Duke's dreams.
"It's possible, Your Grace. Perhaps, once the expedition has concluded, we could allocate some time and funds in order to survey the less-populated regions looking for signs of a living sect. Sure, it could be done."
Aeodan ignored the rigidity of Anari's body when he said it. She knew he was mostly placating the Duke, but she seemed wholly against the idea anyway. Still, though, she bit her tongue. Instead, she just allowed them to continue. When Tristan offered to show them to their rooms, Anari nodded curtly.
"That would be most appreciated, Your Grace." Her voice showed no appreciation at all. In fact, she seemed more annoyed than anything.
"Yes, Your Grace. It's been a long trip, I am sure my companions would enjoy resting after such time in the carriages. Myself, I would like to survey the grounds, if that is okay? I am not quite ready to turn in. Perhaps I could take Ayla with me?"
He smiled at the little girl, wiggling a finger at her. Lionel smiled at the motion, and Aeodan's bright eyes looked back at the Duke.
"Of course, if this is not satisfactory, I'd be happy to just retire to my room. I am sure Yvithia would very much like to hear more about my plans in the Settlements." He chuckled, running a hand through his wild hair.
"But I am not quite ready to sleep. Please, let us retire." Aeodan winked at Ayla, poking her belly as he stood. Anari stood rigidly, followed by Lionel, who bowed slightly at Tristan.
