[centre][h1][color=8493ca]Anya[/color][/h1][/centre]

While she originally planned to walk with the rest of the crew, Anya's prolonged separation from water began to affect her. Feeling weaker with each passing second, she eventually entered the cage with as much dignity as she could muster. It beat falling over in the street at least. Once they arrived in the waiting room, she headed straight to the drinks table to hydrate herself enough not to pass out.

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[centre][h1][color=chocolate]Marcus[/color][/h1][/centre]
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Marcus looked around the room with piqued curiosity. He wondered if this was a weird ploy to gain their trust and then execute them. Although if they were to be killed, then they would've been dragged to the cellars already. The prince had a chance to do so multiple times that night and clearly he had a reason not to. Facing the crew to give out an instruction, he was interrupted by a servant who told them to enter. Tiredly he beckoned everyone else to follow.

Much to his dismay, Prince Tol was still present, but that didn't mean that he needed to show how he felt about it. Even if the prince's parents were as awful as him, that didn't mean that Marcus had to stoop down to their level. Giving a small bow, he surveyed the room and couldn't hide the surprise on his face. Some of the objects displayed had the colour scheme that their ship originally had long ago when most of the crew were children. That was before they even began terrorising the seas so he had no idea how anyone but the crew could've even known about them. Straightening up, he forced on a smile and addressed the King and Queen: [color=chocolate]'' Greetings your majesties. While I can't deny meeting you is a [i]pleasure[/i], I'm afraid I don't know the reason for your summons. It's been such a long night and I would like to get down to the bottom of this issue as soon as possible. ''[/color]