Windwraith

a pre series gundam-wing drabble A soft brittle sound caught his attention as he padded silently down the portrait lined halls of palace. He had no business being here. The reception room where his father and the other dignitaries met was in an entirely different wing. Treize knew wandering about unaccompanied while a guest in another's home was the height of impropriety and he would not have appreciated it if someone were to take the same liberties while visiting château Kushrenada. But the various ambassadors had done nothing but exchange pleasantries and dance around one another trying not to offend for hours accomplishing nothing. H