[b][color=#d896ff]"I am prince Alec of Kindeance, and I offer you my heartfelt gratitude for a most daring rescue. This debt, I shall never forget."[/color][/b]

Jazdia stopped. Finally, the prince spared his time to speak to humble rescuers like us. 

The elf glanced at the kid as she approached him, measuring the unpolished wisdom he had in him, wondering what kind of leader he would be after Fred stepped down. It was important because the monetary reward was never her motive. Fred promised a lifetime of gratitude and influence, but it was the word of the man himself, not the prince she will be rescuing. 

[color=ec008c][b]"And what kind of gratitude you are offering, hmm?"[/b][/color] she sniped, with a hard edge of sarcasm, leaning forward to meet the prince eye-to-eye. [b][color=ec008c]"How would an esteemed Prince of Kindeance repay the effort of the others who risked life and limb to rescue him from the terrible fate of being cooked alive in a stony sarcophagus? Obviously not by words alone, correct?" [/color][/b]

She spared a moment to wink at the bear man, but the druid was too occupied with one of those blue bottles. 

Considering that her commitment was never to the point of risking her life to ensure his safety, Jazdia would be fine if the prince would forget this joint effort somehow. She could haggle with Fred to compensate the half part of the deal. She always had her way. No problem, but this time all she wanted to do was to tease the princeling a bit.