“If my lord wishes…” Handy glanced down at the simply-dressed griffon servant before him as it gestured with a claw towards a set of stairs to the side. He wore a delightfully neutral expression. Handy merely nodded and followed him up. He ordered Crimson to stay with Jacques and the treasure. He didn’t expect anything to happen, but it helped keep the two of them far away for now. It made life just a tad less complicated as he already stormed over potential scenarios and words he was going to have to inevitably say when the time came to it. He was not looking forward to meeting King Goldtooth, no matter how damning his evidence was.