Kyle stopped short when he heard who he thought was a young man speak. "Oh, so you are a lady? I'm sorry." He bowed and straightened up and added hesitantly, "Yes, I think I'm lost and I need to get back before your monarch starts sending people out for me. I think it's best if you could uh... show me the way?"<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Vesta swept the blade under the fold of her shirt. "Your defences are most... weak. Weaker than when your father was King. And your prisons-" She held out a ring of keys she had taken from the guard earlier, "-cannot hold me. I was sent here to observe you and collect an artifact."<br/><br/>At this point, Vesta would drop in any seat available, but seeing that there was none suitable for sitting, she continued, "I have was obviously thwarted by your servant boy and now I don't see him around. Tell you what," She scratched her chin, "I'll work for you and you give me the artifact as an exchange. Or I could kill you right here, right now. Worst than how your father died during the civil war."