[center][h2][b][color=20B2AA] Jandar Varan[/color][/b][/h2][h3][color=20B2AA]Winton[/color][/h3][/center]
[color=20B2AA]“It was the kind of invitation where your acceptance was already assumed,”[/color] Jandar replied to Fatima. [color=20B2AA]“So, unless you feel like making an enemy…”[/color] he trailed off with a shrug. Telepathically, he sent her the message of: [color=20B2AA][i]“Unless we can escape to Kaeleer before noon tomorrow I’d say playing along would be prudent. But this Alice is a selfish covetous bitch, so we should be careful.”[/i][/color]

Before he could continue, Mikhail approached him with another question. [color=20B2AA]“Hm, she’s rather concerned with her own image,”[/color] he murmured. [color=20B2AA]“Yes, I do realize, but I had to obtain certain information,”[/color] he matched the whisper. [color=20B2AA]“And I have some other matters to report to our lady, so if you want to know more, you know what to do,”[/color] the Warlord stated. 

He did approach Fatima, but rather than say anything out loud, he continued communicating via their minds. He didn’t doubt Mikhail could listen in if he so wanted.

[color=20B2AA][i]“If you’ll recall, I visited the Queen to find Xandar…However, it appears they have already captured him, and may have already handed him over. Even if not, I don’t think we’ll be able to get him back at this point. As for the matter of lunch, well, either we accept or get rid of this hanger-on Warlord Prince and get the hell out of here. The final choice is, of course, yours.”[/i][/color] Jandar explained to Fatima.