[center][h2][b][color=20B2AA] Jandar Varan[/color][/b][/h2][h3][color=20B2AA]Sharon, Shalador[/color][/h3][/center]
Jandar watched Fatima’s antics exasperatedly. He really should have expected something like this by now, but somehow, the Queen still managed to surprise him. The boy, Thom, was just as flabbergasted, though the Sceltie was obviously delighted if its yapping and excited jumping was anything to go by. [color=20B2AA]“My Lady, was that truly necessary,”[/color] he sighed, not even properly making the statement into a question. Instead of groaning or grumbling, the Warlord simply made his way over to her. 

[color=20B2AA]“Let me just…”[/color] he muttered, and began putting her hair to order. He didn’t have a comb with him, unfortunately, but he could at least straighten it with his fingers. There were plenty of tangles, and even some odd pieces of grass, leaves, mud, and some other minor pieces of debris was mixed in. He picked them all out and combed her hair with both hands from top to bottom.

[color=20B2AA]“There, that’s a bit better,”[/color] he announced. Jandar then patted her back, brushing away some of the dirt. [color=20B2AA]“Uh…there is still some on your behind,”[/color] he told her quietly, in the hopes that she would sweep it off discreetly. Maybe she’d even have the sense to put on an outer robe. Though with how utterly unconcerned she was to appear un-Queenly…Yeah, that was probably not going to happen. 

[color=20B2AA]“Well, you see now. She’s definitely not corrupted,”[/color] he proclaimed to the thief duo. [color=20B2AA]“No need for you to worry about her or us. Though if you had some way of providing assurance that you will [i]not[/i] rat us out, that would be great,”[/color] he proclaimed, deceptively mild. Information spread in these lands was a very terrifying thing indeed, as he’d found, so Jandar didn’t want take unknown risks if he didn’t have to.