"I will ensure that you are paid in accordance with your deeds, Sanguine." Henrik would say with a firm nod of the head, though his answer was damnably cryptic as to whether or not he could get more money out of the Prince. However, with the way the Prince operates, one might conclude that he is saying that since Sanguine must work harder now, his pay will increase... only time will tell, however. And the man should remember, that beyond the small advance payment he had been given, he still won't be able to collect the rest of his fee until they're back in Aserit lands. That was part of their arrangement.<br/><br/>He kept on watching, his intake of food and drink having slowed. He'd have no more wine tonight; any more, and he'd start to lose his edge. He knew his limit, and never pushed at it, unlike many men.<br/><br/>Out of all the people in the dining room, Henrik is probably the first, if not the only one, to notice the fool's retreat.  He was not, however, overly worried about her at a moment; the girl that Queen Lyssa sent off towards the kitchen held his fixation, and he made it a point to memorize her face, just in case.<br/><br/>He has been given no real reason to suspect the queen is up to something, beyond the whispered rumors and knowledge he's been able to collect over time.  But she struck him as a dangerous woman, and not to be underestimated; this is what drove him to become suspicious.<br/><br/>He also said something to his bodyguard, Zalania, but it was quiet, and not in any distinct language; it was not the language of Theiri, or Aserit, or even Nydewia, and her response was a simple silent nod  and to look around the tables again; at her scattered comrades.