"You saw him already?  You were scheduled for an hour from now!  Who let you in to see him!"  Eloran looked at them intensely for a moment, lip twitching, before he took a deep breath.  He grumbled and searched his belt pouches for his cigarrettes, lighting one and breathing out the smoke slowly, relaxing.  "I suppose it's all right, I'd know by now if you tried anything."<br/><br/>He kissed his smoke again, and brushed some wavy black hair from his eyes.  "I've resolved not to provoke you, Prince Tansen.  I was on edge last night, and I apologize, from a host to a guest.  But you still owe me a drink."<br/><br/>He leaned against a wall, and finished his cigarette, a strange little smile playing at his lips, while his eyes remained hard and anxious.<br/><br/><br/>After a moment he grumbled, and sent a nearby Ritter Hex to get two named men to serve as Gavin's silent shadow.  They will remain unobtrusive but protective should things go awry, and most important was that both were honest men that Eloran knew personally.  When they arrived, Eloran gave them the orders, and excused himself.  "Well, my Lords, it seems we are ahead of schedule, and that Comtesse Honore may be meeting with the King at any moment.  I excuse myself as I will attend to his guard for the duration of the meeting.  Prince Gavin, you will be accompanied by Ritter Hansel and Ritter Mauler in my abscense."<br/><br/>He leaves quickly, a bit embarrassed by being caught off guard, but relieved that all had gone smoothly.<i>Maybe things were going well</i>, he grimaced.<i>Maybe he could relax.....<br/>
</i><br/><i>No.  Relax and things go wrong....</i>