Maybe the Princess was right, Irina though after hearing Crystal's little jabbing wisecrack about being paranoid. Maybe the knight was too hasty, too brash to judge a man by his appearance, but while Varros' foreboding attire and his insidious, hellish eyes were enough to instill a long-festering terror in the woman's heart, that was not the half of it. Irina could definitely sense it within those eyes, his malice, his ill intentions he had in store for her and for her lady, but just what exactly was the bastard planning behind their backs, and also....when was he to return to the Royal Palace of Alegasia. More upon more worries began to consume the knight as well, as to the King's early ponderings of the whereabouts of those dimwits Pindel and Versetti. Could it have been true? Could they have [i]vanished[/i]? With the powerfully dark and menacing aura that practically emanated from that fiendish heart, Irina had her fears that the two were no longer among the living, having been laid to waste possibly in seconds by that wretched beast Varros. Nevertheless, it was best to let go of these worries for now. [i]I'm sure I'm just deluding myself.[/i] she assumed, shaking away mentally her troubling thoughts and the misgivings of her paranoia, brushing away a few unkempt bangs of her hair from her eyes.

"Perhaps you are right, M'lady." She spoke sincerely to the girl, trying her best to show she wasn't concerned deeply at all with Varros, her best being a feigned smile across her lips as she crossed her arms across her cuirass. She had to admit lugging around in this armor all day was a bit unpleasant, and just her mail and a surcoat would do nicely, but despite the incessant nagging feeling of having to bear the load of her heavy steel plates, she would also admit it made her more of a knight and of course ready to challenge whatever threat may come to her fair Princess. "But still, as your protector, I must be on guard at all times. True, I was brash towards our eh....esteemed guest, but there's still something of him that adds to my suspicions. Oh well...I shall think no further of it." Perhaps a change of subject was in order. "So tell me, M'lady. How did you come across such an adorable animal as this rabbit? Why I've never seen one as big as he." And perhaps neither had her steed Argo, who, unbeknownst to Irina was in the stables nearby, eyeing the rabbit as it yet again nibbled on a carrot.