Vixaria took a sip of the new chilling tea and signed in relief that he wasn't going to take her back. The beating she would receive would be horrible. Jareth might have been her shire, but he wasn't a father to her. Horrible old man would beat her mother and her if they didnt stay quiet. Or even for just looking at his face. Feared by everyone and loved by none, that was Jareths way. "I thank you Nathan for keeping my identity silent. Of course I will need to tell the woman who she is housing", she paused for a moment before answering his question,"no doubt it would be my father's men running after me. I am terrible sorry to have brought such bad fortune with me when I arrived. When I got here I could hear no more yelling if the men behind me. I assume I lost them in the weather. Since it is my typical type of riding weather, I bested them." Her green eyes bore into his her voice held a slight tremble,"do you think the lady upstairs will throw me out if I tell her who I am? I am tired of running. I've been on the run for almost two weeks now. Plus I know Kane is worn out as well, he has done so good keeping me one step ahead of the rest." Her fair skin arms wrapped around herself in an attempt to remove the chill that shivered down her spine from the wet clothes.