She doubted she would be surprised, though it felt rude to say such a thing out loud. Instead she caught up to Entarra and matched her pace, a slight but growing irritation at these shoes. They kept sliding around from side to side while she walked. Irksome things.

"Have you seen a burly man here?"

This seemed an order to incapacitate the lad. Sybella waited, the picture of calm, until he entered into the room and Knox spoke to him. She doubted she'd have to do much. If he made a wrong move, either Knox or Aronion would knock some sense into him before she'd be inclined to.

future before me, lest I repeat the past. Are we journeying far?"

"A court far from here, and with names no one would recognize." Bella preferred the curtsy to taking Entarra's offered hand, and now hastened after her, her cheap shoes skittering along the cobblestone street. "I could regale you with the tale of my past; I find myself preferring to focus on the

"You can tell that the beast recognizes them, but not if they're friend or foe?" A hint of judgement in her voice as she, once more, drew the dagger from her belt and held it at the ready. "This serves us as a good ambush point, let us meet them when they enter."

warriors.

He was right. Sybella took the initiative, clambering up the ladder with her blade once more in its sheath. Despite her small figure, she ascended the ladder rapidly and emerged beside Kee, her gaze sweeping the room briefly before she hauled herself out of the hole and made room for the two larger

Thunderstaff?" Bella inquired, rising from the curtsy and flattening her clothing.

might have forgotten them - but it was only a part of her, and with her apparent "addled" state, the titles wouldn't matter anyway.

"Bella," she decided, taking the edges of her frayed jacket and curtsying with it. "Wise words that I would be remiss to dismiss. Do I call you Lady

Entarra immediately reminded her of her bodyguard, and for a brief moment, Sybella worried that she forgot the bodyguard's name. Ilma Schultz.

Just thinking of her bodyguard made her want to smile.

Part of her was used to having a crier announce her titles before the court, just in case anyone

them.

to this person he'd invoked - Shar. Who, and what, was Shar? A question to add to the pile. Sybella made sure her dagger was ready, then turned to the ladder and motioned toward it. It would be unwise to be the first to ascend, just in case someone untoward had perched upstairs and was waiting for

"It seems our course must orbit around you for the moment." The Empress glanced at Knox, then at Keeana. "Lead the way and we shall follow behind."

She stopped herself from asking if Knox was okay to walk. If he was not, they would find out soon enough. Her attention shifted then to the Knight, and

"How fare you?" she asked Knox, needing to know how her right-hand felt after the blow and the healing.

It's a sharp nod that answers the halfling's words, and then she's following Knox over toward the papers, though she knows better than to touch them. Instead, she thinks over what Keeana had told her about the Sharrans. The gods here were strange, and she'd lacked the focus to study them as of yet.