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[right][b][color=#9cb6c3]Location:[/color][/b] Kindeance Palace, Rascade, Kindeance Royal Capital   [/right]
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	Intriguing. It wasn’t hard to see the king was conflicted by the on going. In a way, one would think the world should know the prince had gone missing. At least in that way, more eyes would be out looking for him. But then the pressure of war would increase exponentially. Solomon had seen enough of the struggles between Kindeance and Meche to know that war would lead to ruin on either or both sides. Solomon understood the balancing act the king was forced into.

	Once the meeting was over, the group of now investigators were released from the confines of the king’s chambers. With the knowledge of what was expected of them, everyone was in thought about how to proceed. Like his entrance into the chambers before, Solomon was one of the last to leave. He paused to give note that the elf woman had stayed behind. The king seemed receptive of her at least, so he paid it no mind as the doors shut behind him. It did not matter what they wished to discuss. Solomon had learned two bits of information that was important to him. He was more or less restricted to the discretion of the guard, Matilda. Solomon had no issue with it, as it did provide more freedoms from the court itself. The second was that they had managed to kill some of the assassins. If Solomon could have access to their corpses, then just maybe he could accelerate the investigation. Though, that might fall into one of those few conditions needed authorization if the corpses are stored somewhere within the castle.

	For now, he awaited what plan Matilda had in store. They had mentioned the forest in which the prince was abducted had been isolated in order to preserve any clue that might have been left behind. Though, the forest animals might not have bothered to listen to those demands. The statuesque person had wandered, and the oriental knight requested to visit the blacksmith. It was a time to prepare. Though the road was laid to start investigating, only moments ago was the news broke for what that was. Shortly after having these thoughts, the elf woman returned. And Matilda intended to leave. It seemed the forest was the most urgent matter, and Solomon agreed to some degree. A corpse well preserved would last well enough, but the nature of the crime scene would not. 

	While the group was still separated, it seemed though the statuesque man, and the oriental knight had not returned. Solomon trusted that they knew where to go. Some history must of existed between several of his now colleagues. Not a lot of words were exchanged between arriving at the castle until now, but he spotted several of them giving each other knowing looks. In any case, it probably meant that Matilda need not wait for them. So, Solomon intended to follow along.

	It seemed that the two of opposite statures were getting along, introducing themselves, and talking about their lives. Unsurprisingly, the more druid-like of the two was more gentle, and cared for nature, comparing it to the fierce disposition of the little one. At least now, Solomon knew of their names. Cedar the bear, and Yvonne of the collapsed House Rosenving. Solomon stayed close, not all too interested in joining the conversation. However, that wasn’t to say he wasn’t interested in what was being said. In the short time they had known each other, they were already bantering. At least of sorts. Both of them were confident in their skills. Which Solomon wouldn’t put past Yvonne. He was familiar with her work, and just how dangerous the girl could be.

	Solomon turned his attention away from the conversing individuals when the elf woman spoke up. She had a different yet similar plan in mind. The forest was still going to be investigated, but she wanted to separate the party to investigate something else. Her choice of words was odd, but for secrecy, he understood.

	“You have no objections from me. Though it seemed to me that the King’s guard was to be leading the, hmm,  appraisal. If this is what you spoke to the king privately about, I won’t question it further.” Solomon finally spoke up now that everyone’s attention was focused back to each other. “I suppose for the matter of introductions and ease, I am Doctor Solomon Sparrow. You may all refer to me as simply Solomon as our elf friend has done.”