As soon as she stepped into the Great Hall, she swept her gaze over the tables, scanning for the viceroy until she noticed him raise his hand to catch her attention. The knight felt a small flood of relief knowing that she hadn't missed him and to make it even better, Naida was nowhere in sight either. After all, the knight intended to hold up her end the of the deal—namely to make it look less like she was trying to protect the thief. Picking up her pace once more, she hurried over to the table and took a seat next to him. 

"Thank gods you're still here. I was worried I'd miss you." Penelope shook her head and gave him an urgent look. "Listen I have to tell you—" The knight paused in her words as a servant came over to see if she wanted anything. She waved her off and then glanced across the table at Crow's attendant. The two locked gaze for a moment before the boy quickly looked away. It took her a moment to realize it was likely because he wasn't sure how she'd react to sitting at a table with someone of lower class. 

However, the knight wasn't really concerned about that. She was more concerned about deciding whether or not she should let the servant in on the information she was about to tell Crow. Though, she quickly decided it was likely best to let him know. If they had tried bargaining with her, it was possible they'd try to go after his attendant as well. "You listen too. It might do you some good." she told him with a sigh before looking back to Crow. 

"That baron I was meeting with tonight was the same one that began the protests at your ceremony, if you remember. Older blonde man with sandy hair... Anyways, you need to be careful." Penelope said with frown. "They're already trying to plot against you. The only reason they wanted to meet with me was to try and find out as much as they could about you."