[center][h2][b][color=20B2AA] Jandar Varan[/color][/b][/h2][h3][color=20B2AA]Winton[/color][/h3][/center]
[color=20B2AA]“Let us depart then, Prince. If you would let one of us help yourself, and another to help our Queen…?”[/color] he enquired, approaching carefully. Since SaDiablo was so snarly he might be more comfortable having Dareen near Fatima, but then again, maybe he wouldn’t even appreciate a hand up. Nonetheless, Jandar offered to help him get up, and if necessary, to support him afterwards.

The walk to the Inn was somewhat awkward, especially as they had to conceal SaDiablo at the very least. It wouldn’t be good for Fatima to be seen as weak either, so they had to deal with that as well. It was quite the relief when they finally arrived at their private rooms in the inn, even if this did expose Faeril to SaDiablo.

[color=20B2AA]“I am afraid the Prince insisted to come along,”[/color] Jandar offered as an explanation to Mikhail, Faeril, and the rest of them. [color=20B2AA]“I would suggest you two sort your differences soonish, otherwise Alice might send someone for her servant…or to insist on that lunch we’d been invited to. If at all possible, I’d really rather avoid that, and the best way to do it is to get out of here.”[/color] The Warlord explained, urging the two Widows – and wasn’t that still a hard to believe concept? – to get what they had to do over with.