Antoinette smiled a little. It's not the first time she had been mistaken for a male in her life. "Of course your majesty. Knowing Princess Taya, she will have already sent out guards. It's likely that we will come across them." Antoinette pats Pompeo on the neck before taking off in the direction of the city. Reluctantly Pompeo follows her without resistance, but shakes his head as he does.<br/><br/>Taya kept her eyes narrowed at the intruder. Clearly she's in a whole lot of danger and no help insight. "That depends on the artifact. Clearly you have no limits, do you," Taya snarls quietly, her hand still ready to reach for the hilt of the knife. She had heard about her father's death. It hadn't been pretty. Matter of fact, ever since his death her mother the queen hadn't been the same. As in, she had a mental break down and still hadn't recovered.