<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">"Great.." She whispered under her breath with a hint of sarcasm as they approached the healers' station. "If she is not worried about her allies, she got to have high numbers then." She commented in agreement with Merlin before she followed the two inside the tent. She paused after setting a foot inside, her hazel eyes surveyed the crowded scene. She wordlessly followed them to where the Cromwells were, she knew it would be best for Merlin and Vesper to do the talking. They knew the nobles better and would be able to converse with them easier. Her focus; however, remained on Fiona, a wave of remorse glistened in her eyes.</div></span>