When the door swung open Théadan was filled with relief to see Navia being the one to stand before him. A small part of him dared to hope she had succeeded in convincing the king that he was no threat to Khlurios, but that disappeared quickly as the door closed behind her, and the sorrowful look on her face told him just how upset she was by how her family had reacted to him, and treated him. She wasted no time in closing the distance and throwing her arms around his neck, her embrace warm and comforting, the only frustrating thing was he could not return the warmth of the hug due to the manacles on his wrists, the chain linking them kept him from wrapping his arms around her, he had to make do with holding her hips and leaning into her hug to enjoy it as much as he could.<br/><br/>Apologies were the first thing to come from Navia's lips, but to Théadan they weren't necessary, she had done nothing wrong, she wanted them both to be with and welcomed by her family, and after everything his own had done, he wanted Navia to have everything he did not. Which made it all the more disappointing to hear Yousef had Navia confined to her room, and kept from seeing him, Théadan had a good idea for how much that would have annoyed her, especially when she did not like others trying to dictate her life. She had a quick flurry of questions, everything spilling out of her in one big mess, ending with her mentioning Sai and their meeting.<br/><br/>Théadan pressed a kiss to her cheek first, hoping to help calm her with a little affection and ease some of her troubles. "You don't need to apologise." He told her with a shake of his head. They had both decided to come here, and he had been aware of some of the risks from the moment he left Nygaard but had come anyway. "I would have insisted on us coming here regardless, your family is important to you, and it's important that we at least try to make a life for ourselves here." Yes he was locked in a dungeon, and all the nobility hated him, but nothing had been decided yet, they could still make something from all of this, they just needed the opportunity. "And I know you're doing everything you can to get me out of here." He pressed a quick kiss to her lips in gratitude for that, before looking into her dark eyes with affection. "I'm fine and well, no one has harmed me, though I do wish my cell wasn't so leaky." He gestured with his eyes around him, but shrugged a moment later to act as though it was not a big problem for him.<br/><br/>"Here, hang on a moment." Théadan asked, removing himself from Navia's hold for a moment so he could raise his manacles above her head so his arms could come down either side of her, with the chain around her back, allowing him to hug and hold her, bringing her into his arms. "There, now no one can drag us apart." He murmured with a slight rattle of the chain behind her just to make his point. "At least I did manage to make one new friend while I was here." He smiled, looking for some positives to give her encouragement. "Sai was very chatty, and brought me a little extra food, as well as one of my journals, which for some reason has been sent here." He nodded to the journal sitting in the bowl behind him. "He was nice, though does not hold back with the questions."<br/><br/>His attentions were shifting on to her however, wondering how she was handling everything. Navia was clearly upset by it all, her expectations had been shattered by reality, and she seemed to take it hard. "I'm sure your cousins reaction was a shock. How are you doing?" He asked, having a look at her with concern on his features, only to then notice just how dressed up Navia now was. Her clothes were of a higher quality and had so many more details to them than anything she had worn while they had traveled together. There was makeup and jewelry too, things Théadan had not seen on her since that awful ceremony where he had to give her away, even that did not fully compare to how she looked now. "You're looking much more like the Duchess I first met." He couldn't help but point out, his eyes looking at the little ruby jewel on her forehead, remembering the amber one she once had when they first met. Théadan didn't much care about jewels, but in that one case, he did rather like how it looked on Navia. "I like the jewel." He said eyes briefly traveling to her forehead, before he tilted his head and looked at her earrings. "But these earrings will make it a little more difficult to nibble on your ears."