[color=FAD271][center][h2]Prince Tol Anzi-de Carragua[/h2][/center][/color]
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With a very forced laugh, Prince Tol replied to Marcus, "Of course we considered this! But you see, as this is all very last minute, we had difficulty acquiring adequate transportation for such esteemed guests." A rather grating screech sounded, followed by the cracking of a whip, and the sound of a cart rolling from a nearby alley. Proudly, Prince Tol announced, "I have secured hasty improvisation of transport-- behold!" From the alleyway emerged the hearty snout of two  very large horses-- clearly bred for working unlike the warlike steed the Price was astride. Behind the horses was a very crude looking cage on wheels being pulled. Clearly this was meant for prisoners. "Rest assured, guests," shouted the Prince above the noise, "We have removed the locks from the outside of this carriage, so as to help you feel more at ease with it's appearance. So. YOU!" 

Prince Tol pointed down at Marcus, "YOU! Get to decide if you would rather walk or embark on a trust exercise within this [i]glorious[/i] carriage. I do give you my word that you are not prisoners. Not at all. You're simply to be transported in this. Waste no time in your decision for we must [i]make haste[/i]." His tone said it all-- Prince Tol was very much enjoying himself.
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[color=a36209][h2][center]Queen Celestius[/center][/h2][/color]

For a silent moment of thought, the Queen stared at Jane, then answered,[color=a36209]"Inform her, at the very least, that there is a meeting occuring. The likes of which requires great discretion. She may choose to attend or not." Her tone softened as she lifted a berry from the bowl she held, while telling Jane, "Please do... ensure she does not sleep in again. If you could? She had studies to attend to."[/color]