Jezin's smile widened ever so slightly as Thomas explained he'd be able to join the tournament the following day. "Excellent, maybe I'll see you on the field, Sir Thomas." There was a bit of excitement in his voice. Sophia smiled when Thomas mentioned her room. "Yes, please. If you'd be so kind." Thomas was right about the journey. They had sailed for several days before landing in a Southern port and traveling by carriage to the capitol. The voyage could've been cut in half, had they not opted to sail around the southern tip of Estovet, but the countries surrounding Keilaudrin were notorious for going to pieces at the drop of a hat, and weren't exactly safe havens for foreign royalty. Sophia gave a slight bow. "Lead on, Sir Thomas." The princess planned on getting settled in her new lodging before going out for the night. She imagined there was still a great deal to see in the capitol.

As soon as Sophia had finished speaking a trio of people strode into the throne room. The group consisted of three people: a tall, plump man with a thick beard and dark skin, a slender woman with long black hair, and a slightly shorter woman with grey hair and dark orange eyes. The large man called out to the princess as they made their way through the room. "M'lady, we've finished unloading your things." The group had several large bags distributed between them. The princess had left most of her belongings on the carriage for her servants to unload. The large man approached Jezin, handing him a very long object wrapped in red cloth as well as his shield and helmet. The bodyguard slung the shield onto his back and donned the helmet before resting the long object against his shoulder. He was glad the servants had had the foresight to wrap the weapon, as he imagined walking about a throne room with a spear would be frowned upon. Sophia turned to the group with a smile. "Thank you, we've just been given our lodging arrangements, if you'd please follow us.