#((HOPE THIS WORKS I am!! A little Rusty™ writing Kuroo augh))

[spaced-out-muses]

White clouds dot a clear sky overhead. Birds sing their tune within the palace's trees, flowers and grass alike rustling with the passing breeze. It's under this good weather that Edeline awaits, standing in front of the castle's stairs with Cadius by her side. There her servants wait with her, and as the great castle gates creak open, she steps forward to the approaching black limousine.

And when the door opens?

"Doctor Black Jack."

Platinum locks sway as the princess bows her head. Those under her follow suit, Cadius bending at the waist with his usual lazy smirk, while the servants bow and the maids curtsy at the man from behind her.

"Welcome to Pendragon Palace. I should hope that your trip here went smoothly. Now please," she starts, a gloved hand gesturing to the castle's open doors, "come inside—-there is much for us to discuss. My servants will carry any luggage you may have to your room, should you wish for it."

(@lcveblind)

The ride over to the castle, save for Pinoko's unending chatter and excitement, was relatively uneventful. Aside from the clear skylines and beautiful scenery that passed by through the tinted glass, there was nothing else to distract the good Doctor from his newest case:

The attempted assassination of a Monarch. Nothing surprising, all things considered. He'd dealt with plenty of assassinations by this point, all of them holding the exact same basis of someone wanting someone else dead. Perhaps this King had established a new law his subjects were unhappy with. That wasn't an uncommon occurrence. Or, maybe, it was the age old belief that the King simply did not do enough. That the kingdom needed newer, better leadership. Oh well, it wasn't his job to speculate. He was the doctor, the political intricacies of his clientele weren't something he should concern himself with.

There was no fanfare as the limo pulled up to the castle, just the creak of metal as the large gates swung open, though... ah. There was a welcoming committee.

His gaze narrowed at the lines of servants positioned near the entrance to the castle.

Kuroo supposed he shouldn't have expected anything less. Most of his richer clientele tended to make a show of their wealth and status, whether that be flaunting the amount of help that they had, their finery and riches, or their—often tacky—collections.

He never particularly cared for any of it.

The limo eventually came to a stop, and it is only once the engine cut out that the great Doctor Black Jack steps out of the vehicle, medical bag in hand.

A cool gaze drifts over the crowd, and after preventing his daughter from immediately bouncing up to them, he speaks.

"Indeed. Lets not waste anymore time." He states. "Lead me to the patient."