Jarl could see that Theadric expression changed as they walked. He could pick up the emotions of his men quick. It came with being an experienced leader. Once at the Inn he would speak to the young hunter in private. He was a bit confused, " Codex? Are you a scribe? Scholar or poet? Who has been your mentor? Do you have the talents of a mage or are you just skilled?" The men left the preparation of the stag to the cook and servants. It was not long before princess joined the men. She was dressed in travel clothes. I find dress of linen and little lace around the collar. She wore deer skin boots and her hair was long with two small strands of braid tied back with a leather clasp and polished brass straight pin that was half and inch thick. Around her neck was a silver necklace with a pendent that had a head of a dragon. Her eyes were green with a guarded look. At her side was a short sword with gilding sheath.<br/><br/>She held herself confident and commanded her men when she spoke. Never asking politely. They were her guards and at her service. "Sir Jarl, did you bring supper?"<br/>The man stood and bowed smartly, "Yes your highness. It is being prepared."<br/>The princess looked him in the eyes, "Good, who is the bearer of the prize?"<br/>The elder warrior moves and motions for the young hunter to stand at his side, "I present to you Theadric the bearer of tonight's meal."<br/>The princess studies the young man as to her surprise he looks much like her father. She blinks and held her gaze and nods. "I am Princess Averlee. Take these coins as my thanks and please join us as my guest." She hands him a small leather pouch filled with silver coins. "I am curious. You remind me of someone very close to me. Come sit with me." She leads him to a table by the fireplace. The men sitting there quickly move to another table.