<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:​</div><br/>Laylah moved at Dante’s side as he escorted the Queen and his father to one of the carriages her hands pulling the cloak around her form to ward off the cold. She glanced around watching as the soldiers settled into their places guarding the carriages. They would be a sight to be seen indeed, she assumed it would have been a long time since a fleet of carriages and guards had made their way through the city in the way that they were going too. Laylah stepped inside of the carriage taking her now normal seat at Dante’s side as she watched him reach under the seat and pull out a sword. She smiled as she took it from his hands “ Thank you” she pulled it from its scabbard as her eyes looked over the glistening metal a soft smile curling at the side of her lips. She now felt better with the extra weapon on hand, if Valkar or any other demon attempted anything she would make sure that the blade served her well as she brought swift justice to them. The journey was relatively quick and uneventful as they moved through the city she could hear the hushed whispers and could only imagine the looks which they were receiving as they entered the city and approached the council building. Finally their carriage came to a stop.<br/><br/>Laylah stepped out at Dante’s side, her back straightening and head tilted up as she heard the whispers and felt the stares upon her form. No doubt her form of dress and the fact she was wearing a weapon was a huge talking point for most who were watching. They moved towards the back of the council rooms where they once more met Queen Mauve and Dante’s father. There were a large amount of guards around making sure that no one was around and likely to interrupt them. After a few hushed words and reassurances between the group she and Dante once more moved towards the main council chamber where they were set to confront Valkar.<br/><br/>There steps seemed to echo as she moved at Dante’s side up the broad steps towards the chamber, she noticed the glances in their direction her eyes glancing around as she met them a smile on her lips. The sound of the doors opening seemed to echo around the room, as they stepped inside as  they proceeded inside and down the hallway. The sound of yelling could be heard in the distance as they moved forward before they paused for a moment outside the doors, Laylah smiled as she arched a eyebrow at Dante as he pushed open the doors and stepped inside. Laylah moved at his side as they moved into the room, she watched as they all fell silent all eyes turning to face them as they approached.Laylah’s eyes met Valvak as he looked at her in clear challenge, a smirk curling over her lips as she watched his face turning purple and red as his veins bulge. Laylah could see the hatred plain as day within his eyes as he focused upon Dante and herself, her accompanying him had a been a smart idea indeed. She moved with purpose at his side as they approached the soft whispers of conversation once more breaking out in the room.<br/><br/>Laylah stood at his side as he spoke, the others seeming to look at him with a mixture of uncertainty and nervousness no doubt waiting to see how the current scene was going to unfold itself. As Dante began to speak Laylah tilted her head to the side her eyes watching Valkar as he reacted to his words. It was quite obvious that Valkar was quickly disliking the direction of the current conversation as his eyes glared at Dante.<br/><br/>Valkar waved his hand wildly as he shouted out and gestured at her form. Laylah merely smiled as she met his eyes. She could see that her reaction threw him off even more as the veins in his neck and forehead continued to bulge.<br/><br/>It was entertaining to watch the way in which Dante managed to set out the laws and how he had the choice to do as he wished with his slave. She wondered what he and others would think if they knew that she wasn’t even his slave any longer that he had presented her with papers of freedom already. No doubt she would be dead if they had so much information. Her attention was once more drawn back to the council room as she heard the shouts of protest and the demands for proof for such a statement. A grin came to her lips at the thought of Valkar’s face when Dante brought forth the man who was currently their prisoner. But before they even got close to that situation she had no doubt that Valakr would act rashly and demand a duel with Dante. It seemed the time would come faster then she thought when Valkar yelled out and looked at Dante with fear.<br/><br/>Laylah’s stance changed as soon as the trial by combat was demanded. Her hand slipping towards her dagger but not unsheathing it. She would remain ready for when Dante needed her but for now it was his show. She watched as Dante bowed and drew his sword, a smile on his lips. Laylah glanced towards Dante as she whispered “ Fight well.” She took a slight step to the side allowing him room to fight. She would be prepared to intervene at any moment if she saw Valkar doing anything dirty.