Having been nearby, wondering how the hunt was going, he watched Aryia enter and make a huge fuss. It was a child's tantrum. His respect for the King went up a notch as the man just stood there without a word, not a hint of what he thought. He waited until Aryia was finished then had shot the vials.<br/><br/>Havien smiled. Finally someone stood up to that...vain woman. He watched the wisps move toward the royal tombs and wondered at what would be happening in the future with those. He patiently waited; Dralen bolted from the place, for whatever reason Havien could only guess. He waited for the King to leave. Then he looked at Aryia as she left.<br/><br/>"If I ever get a chance, I will fire off as many cannons in Mistpeak as I can. Thats the respect you have earned from me."<br/><br/>He knew he shouldn't have, but he couldn't resist. Hallowmen were on their way and she had the nerve, the gall, to throw a tantrum in the King's own seat of power. The more he saw of her the less he cared for her.<br/><br/>Taking a different route than Aryia, whom he had made sure could hear his remark, Havien left the castle, coming to the public area his lieutenant had been left. The silent man easily fell in step with Havien. "I just heard an army of hallowmen are on their way. We need to prepare everyone in the old quarter. Evacuate those who want to leave and we'll bolt down the the old quarter tight. I will be going to the gates the guards are going to need the help and that is where the King wants us 'fine' heros. Bunch of good we are. I swear all we did in there was squable. Couple of good heads in there though. Tell you all 'bout it later."<br/><br/>His lieutenant just shrugged.<br/><br/>"I swear man you<em>must</em>be a mute." Havien exclaimed, looking at the man- he just shrugged. Havien shook his head, a rueful smile on his face.