In better circumstances, Sabine might have been amused at her companions' reactions. However, after having just wiped her lips of the last of her stomach's contents and holding powerful artefact in each hand, she left little time for Do'rhajul and Yerig to take in her home.

"Follow," Sabine said. She hefted the axe over one shoulder and walked almost impatiently towards Meesei's quarters. She kept a close eye on any onlookers who looked too curious.

It did not cross Sabine's mind that Meesei was probably out searching for her. She was concentrating more on what to do about guards that tried to stop them.