Hell just wander then :p

The runaway prince looked much more at peace laying down, and he would possibly appreciate the action, even though both of you knew it was the proper action that you had been trained to do. Your attention was fully focused on the door as it slowly cracked open quietly before being thrown open suddenly

"Qillorik, I- oh! whoops, he's asleep... sorry... hi there Leto" Oriah announced her presence fairly loudly before quieting down as she realized the prince was asleep, then greeting you as she noticed you standing in front of her, seemingly unfazed by your stance that clearly showed you were ready to rip her apart

She relaxed once the moving shadows had been revealed as a so-far shown ally. A magi proven such a power wouldn't just world alongside Qinnara. It didn't mde sense. However, if there was a threat, she just hoped it wasn't Oriah. She would have no chance.

Leto bowed her head, putting her hands together in her lap and returning to side down, "Hello Lady Oriah. I'm sorry that I accidentally threatened you just now. It will not happen again." she made mental note of the sound of footsteps and shape of the shadow as she mentally told herself off. Her voice was quiet and polite. Privately, it was good both authorities were on first name terms, right?

*Dont fret darling, I trust you to have good judgement* Lady Oriah said, fanning herself gently with her handfan that was clearly proven to be a weapon on multiple occasions. Oriah looked between you and the prince, momentarily looking unsure of what to do before regaining her composure. *So... since we have some time, why not just talk for a while... preferably outside so we dont wake your prince* Oriah suggested.

She reached into the fur of her coat as she stepped out, looking briefly panicked for a fraction of a second, then a vaguely somber look for barely a moment longer before turning her back completely towards you as she turned around and slipped out of the room.

*Dont fret darling, I trust you to have good judgement* Lady Oriah said, fanning herself gently with her handfan that was clearly proven to be a weapon on multiple occasions. Oriah looked between you and the prince, momentarily looking unsure of what to do before regaining her composure. *So... since we have some time, why not just talk for a while... preferably outside so we dont wake your prince* Oriah suggested.

She reached into the fur of her coat as she stepped out, looking briefly panicked for a fraction of a second, then a vaguely somber look for barely a moment longer before turning her back completely towards you as she turned around and slipped out of the room.

Leto looked uncertain, looking between the door and the Prince. She finally gave in with a nod and went outside, but did not leave sight of the door. She was quite obviously on higher alert, listening for anything inside the dorm. She could not be sure.. and that terrified her.

Leto took note of the look of panic and uncertainty twice: she didn't like it. Not one bit. But her expression didn't change as she lowered her head in a bow, "Is there anything you need to talk to me about?" she considered what she could be looking for. She had her fan. Perhaps something else very important was there.

"Ah, sorry if I worried you... that locating shell i gave you is an item I used a lot, it was like a second nature just to look at it every few seconds... but I knew it wasn't healthy, so I decided to give it to the first person who needed it, and that seemed like destiny because just hours after I decided that, you showed up!" Oriah tells you

"But, yes, there is something very important I must inform you of... the ancient magi we're going to see... I call him my father... and... well, we haven't exactly seen each other in a long time... his name is Pridion and I don't think we're on the best of terms..." Oriah tried explaining without giving any real details about the situation that you could make any conclusions about. For once she seemed avoidant of eye contact and her extremely tough and elegant exterior seemed a little cracked as her gaze shifted from side to side

"Ah, sorry if I worried you... that locating shell i gave you is an item I used a lot, it was like a second nature just to look at it every few seconds... but I knew it wasn't healthy, so I decided to give it to the first person who needed it, and that seemed like destiny because just hours after I decided that, you showed up!" Oriah tells you

"But, yes, there is something very important I must inform you of... the ancient magi we're going to see... I call him my father... and... well, we haven't exactly seen each other in a long time... his name is Pridion and I don't think we're on the best of terms..." Oriah tried explaining without giving any real details about the situation that you could make any conclusions about. For once she seemed avoidant of eye contact and her extremely tough and elegant exterior seemed a little cracked as her gaze shifted from side to side

She blushed, "I.. thank you" she bowed her head respectfully at being informed. "I.. I'm sorry to be rude and ask: but who did you look for on the shell?" she immediately looked guilty, shuffling uncomfortably. She knew she shouldn't ask such a thing as she listened on to Lady Oriahs concerns. She considered them carefully.

"You spoke of Kenaq the Enchanter and an accident.." she presumed that was a sibling or what the dismissive terms were about, "If you are worried, please send me. I will not mention your name, nor get involved, but try to be as diplomatic as the prince has taught me" she was proud of learning that word, and she loved the way it sounded.

(I realized I messed up there, I meant to say sir Pridion, its his last name,,, sorry Im kinda an idiot)

*The person on the shell... shes Callie, my ex-wife... I swear its not as creepy or stalkerish as it sounds... -sigh- I just really messed up, we were only in our early twenties and we were young and stupid and it was all my fault, I just want to make sure shes okay...* Oriah defended herself.

*As for my father... well, I dont think it would be best to send you alone, hes an ancient magi, and not very fond of humans, he believes theyre greedy and selfish and horrible, who only want to use him for their own benefit* Oriah explained. *If you accompany me, he might at least hear you out... if he doesnt send me away at the doorstep* She says with a slight chuckle in her tone.

The ship rocked suddenly as an unexpected wave hit the side, causing the two of you to stumble slightly, but quickly recover. It was late in the day judging by the light coming in from a few windows, and it would likely be dinnertime soon.

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