Jezin smirked. It seemed Sophia had known exactly what to say. Maybe all that court training had paid off. "Right, then. I expect my weapons will be returned before we leave. Goodbye, Thomas." He turned and walked out the door, waving back to Thomas. He quietly hoped it'd be the last time he'd see the man. They'd leave tomorrow, return to Lyok, and forget any of this had ever happened. He smiled to himself. He'd had enough of Keilaudrin already. He rounded the corner, heading towards the Great Hall. He was unsure of where Alia and Jorun had gone, though he expected they had retired to the room. He lightly massaged his wrist. A red line circled it where the manacles had been attached. Free again.