Vadim wasn't too happy to hear this and he straightened up in his seat. "Queen Elizabeth, I understand that these are your lands, and there for your rules but..." He bit his tongue at this point and wondered whether or not this was the best way to approach this, But he also knew he didn't want, and<span style="font-style: italic">Wouldn't</span>, stay longer then he needed too. "I must decline your offer to help..." He said and moved to stand up. "My journey alone has brought me this far and I know your intentions are good, but I can't stay here. The Council or no Council, Your word or not, I will not stay." His voice was sharp on this but his demeanor still respectful. Surely Elizabeth understood he wouldn't stay, surely she also wouldn't try to keep him there against his will? He hoped this was true as he reached down to pick up his bag and step away from the table. Vadim wasn't looking for trouble or a fight, but he felt that his mission was too important, to him, to stray from or lose any time from.