Time: 12:07 pm
The Palace of Winds was a lovely place... and although it had been something that he had managed to work with across the ages here instead of truly back in his own world, Vaati still appreciated it it immensely. He knew how vastly superior his own palace was to the ruins of the same name back in his world, and although he still remembered that dungeon quite well, the Wind Mage was well aware of the differences and improvements in his own stronghold. From the larger chambers to the more deadly traps, to the greater monsters to the different quarters, it was his domain and his domain alone.
That still counted even as he shared it with his minions, the strangely loyal yaojing as well as all the rest.
Standing outside on the second balcony of the palace, Vaati let the wind wisp past his form, gently blowing past some of his hair and cape. Yes... it might have been nearly the summer, but it was still a rather nice day. It was perfect for a cup of tea... and it would be even more perfect if Xiao happened to remember the request for said tea as well as the location it was to be enjoyed today. She was rather good with afternoon tea when she was at the palace on those days, but as it was, Vaati had not yet seen her form grace the balcony. So long as she was here shortly, he would not investigate.