This Mr. Falcon spoke with an odd accent as he introduced himself but one that Zafiria recognized from some of the more boring events in the King's court that she had to attend. He was indeed an Easterner. Ashihara was an incredibly strong and political place to have come from, giving him a certain degree of credibility. She found herself, however, unfamiliar with his title.

[b]"You should move along then."[/b] the lead guard spoke sternly to Christopher. 

[b]"My lady, It's high time we head back to the castle. We have tarried here a long while and should move on to other duties for the day."[/b] the other guard spoke softly. 

Zafiria paused before nodding her head. She would go back to the castle and continue with her duties of the day but she didn't specify that she would go right this moment. She took the opportunity to address Christopher herself. Zafiria, though having good posture all the time, drew herself up ever so slightly more than she had already done.

[b][color=82ca9d]"Mr. Falcon, I assume that I need no introduction as an educated person such as yourself would know the nobility that resides between these mountains."[/color][/b] she began, trying to do as she had been previously instructed to do. [color=82ca9d][b]"Are you here for the sights of the city, to find work, or to meet with the King?"[/b][/color] she asked, wondering what he would be doing walking into a known area of political unrest.