Violet smiled at his response, strangely pleased that the demi-fey’s place in history was not forgotten. She followed the line of his arm, eyes widening a bit as she darted further away as he began to draw his weapon. She hoped this turn of events wouldn't slow her getting what she came for. Her client was most determined to have that sword by nightfall.<br/><br/>Hovering up near the ceiling, she watched quietly as Hrothgar knelt, laying the spear on the ground as he addressed the elf. Her lips formed a surprised O at the mention of a agreement and her wings twitched with the need to find out more.<br/><br/>Eyes darting between the two, she silently calculated if and how this information might be used for her benefit.