The blind man bit back a chuckle as Princess Lenally made best friends with his companion. Eyes loved attention, and generally preferred women as historically women were less likely to try and kill her Master. For now, the mood was conversational and there was much scratching, Eyes was in bliss.<br/><br/>"Well I'm sure you're lucky, but she's not exactly the harshest critic. Eyes loves anyone who can smile and scratch her neck, if you feed her your dessert you'll have made a friend for life." Sanguine said jovially, trying to block out the battering his legs were receiving from Eyes' tail. "Yes, she seems to like you. Her and I have been helping one another for eight years now, all of her life and the majority of what I can remember of mine."<br/><br/>San turned away briefly, not having meant to bring up the fact that he had no recollection of most of his childhood. He hoped that the hyper active wolf between them would be enough of a distraction for that slip of the tongue to go unnoticed by the princess. Nothing made it by Henrik unnoticed, San was sure, but the Prince was more tactful, if he had questions for the assassin he would save them for the proper place and time.<br/><br/>A sharp hitch of the carriage and the sound of heavy loaded wheels crunching over gravel pulled Sanguine from his thoughts, they were approaching the palace.<br/><br/>"It seems that occasions like this place all parties involved into clothes that they detest." Sanguine smiled, eager for a subject change. "You, Princess Juli, even I myself don't quite feel at ease in this stiff suit. I paid a man a great bit of gold who assures me I am the vision of elegance in the thing, but providing fashion advice to a blind man is a bit like explaining music to a deaf person."<br/><br/>Sanguine hoped that his attempt at humor would keep the mood light in the carriage and perhaps endear Princess Lenally to him. Royal allies are always useful toys, especially in times of war.