Delshyk had stopped but a few meters away, wondering why the strange woman hadn't given chase. He slowly pulled out his swords, putting his blue headband just over his eyes. He noticed the demon start to walk away, and he tilted his head. Finally, against his better judgement, he very slowly walked to the woman's side. His headband visible as he lowered his hood. His scent, now fully sensible, permeated the air. "You're the queen aren't you." It wasn't a question, but rather more like a statement of fact. "Exactly how many guards do you have, M'lady?"<br/><br/>(please tell me this isn't a dead thread.)