Vulpesen was about to open his mouth when a loud rapping sounded from his door, followed by a near wrathful voice. "You come home after months in space and don't even have the decency to stop by! I should break down this door and fry you and your friend in there! Anyways, I'm having the servants prepare dinner. Come down or I will come back and rip this door from its hinges to drag you out!" Then, as quickly as she came, she was gone.
Vulpesen's face was a dark red as he ducked his head and sighed. "Unfortunately yes. And she's not joking." In truth, he was just happy she hadn't blasted the door open. While the Castle was Vulpesen's living space, it was also where much of the work he did was done. As such, his parents, the previous rulers often came by from their manor to help ease the burden of the new king, or take over whenever he was away. Of course, after twenty-one years of not seeing her only child, Carliah Torrevaso had become rather attached. It didn't help that as a zorren, her sith life style had managed to break her mind and cast her into a form of insanity.
Taking his mind off the intrusion, he smirked a bit at Ra. "Sure got these on fast." He tugged a bit on her shirt while his tail lifted to sway tentatively in the air. "Suppose I should start getting cleaned up too, though."