[center][color=crimson][h2]Xandar Markov[/h2][/color][/center]

[color=crimson][center]Location: Carriage[/center][/color]

Xandar overheard the conversation going on with his Queen and Jandar, and he just let out a sigh as he closed his eyes and gauged the situation. As he had experienced from earlier, when Fatima had something on her mind, there was very little that was going to stop her and get in her way. Even if Jandar or Xandar pleaded with her and tried to force her to stay, what would that accomplish? She was a darker jewel, she could hold her own, and well she wouldn't necessarily be alone. If the Queen was going to rule well she would need to make her own decisions, her own mistakes, and learn from them. There was just some things he couldn't protect her from, as much as he wanted to shelter her. Keeping her from the world would just put her in more danger in the long run. 

It seemed the two of them were going to discuss the plan with the rest, and as he saw Mikhail walk over to the two brothers, the Prince walked himself over next to him, not looking on him as his gaze watched Faeril start to walk off. [color=crimson]"Look, I know you're back and forth on this one. I think you should go. Your... skills would be best used out on the field, with them. It's much dangerous in town then cooped up here with some rats."[/color]

After he had said this, he caught an interesting shadow peeking out from the direction Faeril waswalking too. It was certainly larger than one of those rats, and he had a bad feeling they would have company. He searched a bit to try to get a reading from it, but all he could sense was death, a scent he knew all too well. Whatever it was, it wasn't good. Reaching out a bit more into his search, he almost froze when he sensed a very, very dark force in the direction of the town the other half of the group was heading towards. There was only one man who let off a power that dark. 

[color=crimson]"I'll make sure Faeril stays safe... you just make sure my Queen comes back in one piece. If you need me, you know where to find me."[/color] 

Instead of conversing with the rest of the group, he made his way to the Widow, lagging about a few feet behind. He sent a message to her telepathically, not wanting the attention of the rest of the group in their conversation. Things just weren't looking up it seemed. 

[i][color=crimson]"Mind if I join you in your stroll? I have something... very urgent that I'd like to discuss with you, concerning a man with a black jewel. I'm sure you can sense him too. Also, on the more immediate matters, I think we might have some company. I'd watch where you're going if I were you.[/color][/i]