There's a shaky 'yes mi'lord' and nod from the boy, but he stays at the door as commanded, leaned back against the wall in the hallway. When Zaveid returns, he looks up and reaches to take the tunic, all the while keeping his eyes low.

His return into the hall is marked with obvious interest as the general talking dies away to silence and is replaced with a gasp or two. A few of the younger angel crowd seem shocked, while the eldest of them take it with grace.

Dove, of course, is among the younger crowd, and can only stare, eyes widened. Only true, full blooded ancient demons boasted horns....

...and her guards had dragged him here.