[h2][color=lightblue]Rolan[/color][/h2]

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If Rolan was feeling more generous he might have just thought Gertrude was a greedy idiot at this point in time, but trying to strike up a contract with the Moonlit Queen for...fortune knows what reasons baffled him. He also didn't like the idea of being beholden to a supernatural power like the fae when he already had an oath to fulfill, too many agreements would lead to the inevitable 'you have to break one to satisfy the other' and that was just too much to have to worry about at any given time. A terrible decision to even attempt, as far as Rolan was concerned, but he could not hope to influence the apprentice, let alone even attempt to try to have some vague sense of control over her actions. Sure enough the Moonlit Queen seemed to want a good answer for why she should even consider such a thing, and Rolan felt himself silently tense, continuing to watch not just her but her subjects and how they responded to her behavior. Fortune willing whatever retribution visited on Gertrude would be contained to just her, and could be reversed later.

Of course, the laughter and questioning was all discarded by a shouted, clear response to some whispered words from the servant who had been summoned before. Something of significant enough value was missing to elicit a response like that, and that concerned Rolan, though he kept still and his mouth shut as he considered their surroundings again. The worst case scenario came to mind, that being the Duke's wits had gone missing from her possession, as ridiculous a concept as that was at a normal thought, though when dealing with the Fae anything was possible. That would mean the Moonlit Queen could not uphold her end of the bargain, not fully, which would put her in a very poor position indeed, though that would not necessarily benefit the knights much either since restoring the Duke's mind had been their [i]entire[/i] goal and purpose for being here.

Rolan kept his mouth firmly shut for now, instead continuing to keep a wary watch on what was going on while listening. There was nothing he could say, that he could think of at least, that would be helpful or conducive to the current situation. Asking the Moonlit Queen what she was missing could be misconstrued as an offer to help, or worse, a mockery of her sudden misfortune. One of those better suited to negotiations could more diplomatically inquire as to what was missing, and if that could be put to the knight's collective advantage, all the better. Otherwise, let her wallow in missing some trinket as long as it didn't keep her from upholding her end of the agreement that had been reached between the knights and the queen.