Bruvell, not a place that's far away. Siv resolved to travel there on foot until she stumbled upon a trader with a big cart full of goods. Siv of course, being the spontaneous person she is, attempted to board the cart without explaining herself. The trader, before even being able to stop and ask questions was given some 'coin' which she then followed up with, [color=darkgreen]"Could you please take me to Bruvell, kind sir?"[/color]. A smile, some coins, and a seemingly easy-going companion convinced the trader to accept the offer. The string of questions that followed was welcome on such a trip and complimented the ever so curious nature of Siv.

Two days in and she was finally at Bruvell. She paid the trader again with money she'd earned from her so-called 'job'. She perused the town and took in the environment before doing what she had come to do. Siv may have missed something or missinterpreted the letter for she entered each establishment and yelled the Prince's name in the hopes of finding him. Of course, trial and error would lead her to the exact place where Deston would be. She held the letter high and in typical Siv fashion yelled, [color=darkgreen]"Mister Deston sir!? I'm here because of that invitation!? Are you here!?"[/color] She wasn't an airhead, she just realizes that it's much easier to find someone who yells 'Hey I'm over here!' than just asking everyone around. It was rather blunt, but it is indeed effective when said person is also looking for you.