Shaking his head slowly, he said nothing as she vented her anger, not even answering her questions. As she collapsed, he grabbed hold of her to keep her from hitting the stone floor. "Your Highness, I will leave the city, but I will return tomorrow, when she has had time to be seen to and recover from those cuts. While her attitude says she will refuse, I must actually hear her state whether she will or not." he says, and then gently lays her on the floor so that the attendants would be able to see to her. The Kes'nal was disappointed that he didn't get an answer, but he was pleased too. Pleased that she had shown her attitudes regarding him and his kind. She was just the kind of young woman that the Alpha liked. Full of hate for anything other than a human. Pulling his robe back into place, he slipped the hood onto his head, hunching low again. "I shall return shortly before midday tomorrow, your Highness. I hope the Princess has not hurt herself to badly." With that, he turned and made his way back through the door and outside, the guards still trying to work out how he even made it into the city to begin with.<br/><br/>Spending the night in the forest, he stayed where he would not be easily seen by the people of the city, but could still see the palace. Changing himself into an owl, he rested on a branch for most of the night, hunting the odd little rodent that would come too close. As the sun rose, he changed back to his natural form and perches himself on a sturdier, lower branch to wait for the sun to rise over head. The further it moved, the more anxious he got, until it became time to return to the Palace, at which point, he made himself into an eagle and flew towards the city. Landing on the window sill of the Palace throne room, he tapped against it with his beak until someone came over to open it and shoo him away. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the look on their face as he pushed past their arms and changed into the familiar form of the Emissary. "I appologise for startling you," he says gently, "But as you could understand, it would be impossible for me to approach the city in any other way to resume the discussions from yesterday. I would have been killed before I could reach the gates." he finishes, giving the man a slight bow and looking to Leonidas. "I hope you rested well, your Highness." he says, before dropping into the crouch.<br/><br/>"I slept well, all things considered, Emissary." replies the King, "I do think the shock of your request was the sole reason for my daughter's outburst yesterday, though I do fear it is not." While he did not entirely trust the Kes'nal either, he was at least tolerant of them. They may have been quite an aggressive people who had attacked with no warning, but like Baron Theol, he held a high degree of respect for the tactics that had been used at the start. It was, from an objective view, a very smart fight at the beginning. It was only once both sides started losing numbers that it turned into outright war, with both sides attacking the other on sight. Three months in had seen such a large influx of refugees, predominantly the women and young girls, that the King had had to order the gates locked, with groups of soldiers escorting the refugees on towards other towns and cities.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>