That was the most unfair answer she'd ever had the displeasure of listening to. There was no time for patience in her world. She learned secrets for their benefit, it was her job to know the ways of things. She considered it a danger if she didn't knew, for she could not prepare for a thing hidden in obscurity. Although it saddened her the King would not be giving her a straight answer any time soon, she took comfort in the fact that she'd be paying a visit to the Guild soon. She remembered the saying 'Thicker than thieves', and that held true in their little 'family'. There was also a plan Garthois and her had the pleasure to think up. Scheming at the midnight hour always took her mind off the struggling games of the court. 

Her thoughts were not evident on her porcelain face, and she flashed a sincere smile to DuRant. [b]"How insightful. I would wish for nothing more, Your Majesty."[/b]

Her eyes half-heartedly glanced around the great hall. Courtiers still happily chattered among themselves, even if it was evident their smiles and good nature were show for the King. All the two-faced lying plainly taking place among the tables wearied her. Soon it would be an appropriate hour to beg her leave of the King, and she could move on to more entertaining things. Like sneaking into a castle to empty the treasury, that was far more intriguing. Her mind simulated different routes and possibilities, where the guards could be stationed, how the servants worked. And if the Baron himself was a midnight walker or not. It wouldn't do to have him wandering the halls while his fortune was stolen from under his nose. Of course, she couldn't do much without a memorized knowing of the castle's floor plan. Perhaps Garthois already had some maps in his chambers, he'd be that kind of person to take initiative. 

The time was almost at hand. Evelyn innocently hinted her wish to leave the dazzling party behind, politely bowing her head from the King's eyes.[b] "It's been a most lovely evening, hasn't it, Sire?" [/b]