Karogen can't help to find some of the old man's rants abit comical, and snickers- especially at the mention that it would be hillarious if Alhandra were his grandmother.<br/><br/>He falls silent, wincing one eye a single then ray of light burst into the room from the open door.  After the old man shooed the gaurd away, Karogen shook his head and continued listening to the man.<br/><br/>"So... as she sees it, only a female would be fit to take her place, and she only has sons.  Meaning... no heir.  And if she treats her husband the way furs treat thier love slaves, he most likely doesn't have the kind of personality for rule at all.  Most likely demeans her sons as well.  None of them could rule with the iron fist Lady Alhanda rules with."<br/><br/>Karogen started thinking.  The idea of using force was becoming more and more tempting.  If Alhanda, and Alhanda alone was taken out, there would be no strong-minded hier to take her place.  Her husband would most likely take the throne, simply due to the fact there's no one else to.  Perhaps he would listen to reason, and create a fair society... wasn't it worth the try?<br/><br/>He sighed- he was still forgetting one important detail.  He was unarmed, and his next audience with Alhandra he'd be quite weakened.  The fact that he'd be surrounded by gaurds, not to mention the fact that the Lady herserlf was most likely no pushover, simply blew that idea out of the water.<br/><br/>"Meh, oh well..."  He shook his head.  The longer he stayed in here, the more stressed he felt himself becoming.  It was stress that drove him into bouts of sadistic violence years ago.If he stayed in there much longer, he might very well become his older self.   "Heh... Lentan would probably like to see me as my old self," he thought aloud.  "That'd give him another ally."<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Sherra smiled.  "Feldana then.  Okay.  We need to get far away from here, okay?  There's too many humans.  I'm abit stronger than my servant here, so I'm going to carry you, and we're gonna run.  After we get out of sight of Fort Blotar, we can start walking, and I'll set you down, okay?"<br/><br/>Kitten gave the small girl a friendly smile, and pulled out a piece of cloth from his bag.  "Here, little one.  It's not too cold out, but just in case, this'll keep the wind off of you..."  He placed the cloth around her shoulders, slowly, making sure not to frighten her further than he already had.  "You're all wet, we wouldn't want you catching a cold, would we?"