[center][h2][b][color=20B2AA] Jandar Varan[/color][/b][/h2][h3][color=20B2AA]Winton[/color][/h3][/center]
Jandar almost chuckled at the contrast between Fatima’s thoughts and her assumed act. [color=20B2AA][i]“Ah, perhaps going quite so far to emulate Alice’s behavior might not be necessary. I might have,”[/i][/color] there was a mental cough as his initial amusement turned to a slight awkwardness, [color=20B2AA][i]“described you to her as…mercurial, brash, willful, and young. I had hoped doing so might offend her sensibilities enough to not want to do anything with you. 

“Either I was wrong or she wants to sway me. She had that covetous glint in her eye I didn’t like…”[/i][/color] he confessed. Of course, it wasn’t something he was at all sure of, but he’d got a strange feeling from that Queen. A feeling that would prompt him to stay away, if he could. Unfortunately, it seemed that something was preventing them from going to Kaeleer, though Fatima was a bit to busy to tell him what.

As such, he directed a careful tendril of thought towards Mikhail, a very, very cautious and questioning one. If the other accepted the connection, Jandar would converse with him mentally; otherwise, he’d simply step closer and whisper. [color=20B2AA]“Prince, you went with our Lady to enquire for [i]the route[/i], correct? I assume there is a condition, obstacle, or price we must fulfil or overcome before we are able to go?”[/color] the Warlord questioned.

Before the other could answer, Jandar was interrupted by Faeril, and so he rose a hand, imploring Mikhail to wait nonverbally. [color=20B2AA][i]“I understand. I will be careful,”[/i][/color] he replied to the Black Widow before the connection was broken.

He then turned back to the Prince, lowering his hand. [color=20B2AA]“Excuse me, I just received a message,”[/color] he offered. Once again, either quietly or via a mind link, he said, [color=20B2AA]“Did you know our new spy could be one of [i]hers[/i]? Though I was warned he could be under certain influences,”[/color] he said, frowning at the thought as he eyed the unknown and possibly bewitched Warlord Prince.