There were too many issues with this situation. The first being that Alistair wasn't exactly fond of being interrupted. The second was that it offended him, and rightly so, that someone would suggest that he abandon his wife to be. "Well I hope you do forgive my rudeness as well, but I am now suddenly with the thought in mind to have you beheaded on the coming dawn, how does that sound?" Alistair replied curtly. As if to enforce his point the four guards in the room shifted towards the man and lifted their halberds just slightly higher. 

"Come, to me it seems that you can track her, and that's good enough," Alistair said, leading the way out for himself and Raven, "gather your things and I'll meet you at the stables. We need to leave as soon as possible." With that he gave a nod before starting for his own quarters. There was no other option in Alistair's mind. He must do this to protect not only his future queen and her people, but his honor as well. And if he was going to be completely honest it had been too long since he'd ventured beyond these walls and had taken up arms int he form of anything other than a quill. 

This was going to be an adventure.