"Oh." Marlon gets to his feet, the woven boat forgotten on the edge of the stream. "Hello, good sir. Did I trespass into your property? I'm sorry if I did so." He scooped up his coat and half-bowed, half-nodded at the rider before returning to the path in preparation to return. Just that... He turned around, nothing.<span style="font-style: italic">I think I am lost.</span>Blinking slightly at the evening sun, he began to walk in the direction he thought the city was at.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Edward dropped the quill back into the bottle and left the paper to dry in the evening light. The title of the letter was: "Authorization to open granaries for starving villages"<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Vestas stalked the princess silently. She had yet the opportunity to catch her alone but she was not giving up just yet. The good thing about the guard's placement was that they were concentrated on the walls and once inside, getting discovered was really hard. When they had turned into an corridor, she sped up, not bothering with stealth anymore, her boots pattering on the marble floor and her blade flashing in hand. When she was just out of arms reach, she bowed, "Hello princess." Hey eyes always on the girl who stood before her even as she slowly rose to her full height again.