Jezin was a bit surprised at the scene he saw when he entered the office. A blonde woman across the room seemed very concerned about some crates. Ordinarily Jezin might have been curious about the circumstances, but at the moment that didn't matter. He lowered the spear to the floor and shook the seaman's hand briskly. "Jezin Tremora, bodyguard of her Grace Princess Sophia Octavia of Lyok. I've come to seek transport out of Mullen as quickly as possible. I need a ship headed for Lyok, we can pay whatever you desire." The Lyoki spoke quickly and seriously, a tone befitting of such an important situation. The servants behind him glanced back and forth between the blonde woman and the seaman, looks of confusion on their faces.

The princess looked back, waving to Gareth as he left. "Goodbye, Gareth." He said he hoped to see her again, but she likely would be leaving the country soon, never to return. For a moment she felt sorrow at leaving her friend, but it was what had to be done. She looked back to Feril with a bright smile. "Why thank you," she said, acknowledging Feril's point of politeness. "Oh really? What sort of parcel?" The Lyoki smiled, taking a bite of the peach that she had neglected up until that point.