Laughter

It was a truly wretched sound an omen of disaster it was a sound of dread in its purest form of hearing your parents fight of a car creach before a crash if you were to hear it if would twist your stomach and make your hair stand on end, of course leon knew how his laugh was and so it was only here at the top of this limstone tower where he would do such things where he was sure it wouldnt be herd by anyone

Thats why it was particularly shocking when his laughter was interupted by a knock on his door there were not many who were allowed to knock on his door unpromted his leutinent and second in command alice kusiragi, the other general the vulture and in theory a few of the enemy commanders although they would know better than too for the sake of easing tensions

Of coarse there was another possibility that even though he was widly liked and seen as the most amiable and friendly general he was still a commander and if his new position as anointed by the letter was leaked assasins couldnt be discounted as a possibility. With his hand on the hilt of his sword a ornate rapier with a silver inlay in the shape of roses down the sheet he cautiously approched the door and spoke with a tone flat not with the command he would use to order troops nor the smoothness he would use in negotiations or even the tiredness that is in his true tone but i a voice that conveyed no emotions