Anders doesn't seem to hear him following; he strides down the corridors, more visibly hurried once he's well away from the dining hall, purposeful and anticipatory.

Phil has lived in Castle Whitestone long enough to know its many ins and outs and turnings -- though perhaps not all of them, as very few who live there now know all of them. Of the publicly known entrances to the castle, there is the front gate that faces the main road down to the city, the back gate that leads onto the enclosed courtyard, and several side gates that are less often used, though always guarded both inside and out. It's one of the latter that Anders approaches, and as the two indoor guards turn towards him, he lifts a hand and gestures at one of them. "Ah, Warrick. Deal with your partner for me, would you?"

The guard's eyes visibly blur for a moment as the Dominate spell hits, and without a pause he turns and drives a crushing blow into his partner's throat, catching him as he falls.

"Well done," says Anders, "now get him out of the way," and he steps closer and draws a key from his belt, busying himself at the lock.