[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/alJBIiG3D5EZO/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Annan
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English[/center][hr]

Colette had to do some thinking. Since the man in the inn knew of Lord Rutherford heading this general direction, it stood to reason that he and Millicent came this way. Perhaps this Lord Egerton was a friend of Lord Rutherford’s? She had a hard time imagining Lord Rutherford hanging out with someone who was not a lord of some kind, so it made sense that Lord Rutherford and company would be with Lord Egerton. Would the man share this information though? He seemed friendly thus far. She would have to pull off a ruse of some sort maybe. She needed this information.

[color=E395B2]“Oh goodness, I am desperately trying to find them. It is quite the important message for their ears only, you see, or I would, of course, send it through a letter. I believe this Lord Egerton must know of them then. Good sir, I implore you, could you point me in the direction of this Lord Egerton? It is vitally important I find these people. Quite the important mission.”[/color] All right, she may have been laying it on a bit too thick, but she was now desperate. If this went nowhere, she had nothing else to fall back on.

She wondered where Fyror had gotten off to. He was the one desperate to find Millicent. She only wanted to ensure her safety. Hopefully Lord Egerton was the direction to go otherwise she would have wasted this trip. And after she had nearly drowned, she was not about to go back empty-handed.