Ysena looked at Mereavus with weary eyes, eyeing the advisor up and down, she was suspitious, but at this stage Ysena could not help but look at everyone with suspition, after two days attempting to track the Empress, it felt like she was chasing ghosts. Mereavus was closer to her than most, although it did mean she had opportunity, she was also significantly less likely to do anything to someone, she knew how close her and the Empress were. After all, it was usually Ysena who was keeping watch over each member of the family when they had visitors. She had heard a great many conversations and secrets, many of which she keeps to this day. No she thought, Mereavus was not involved in this. It had to be someone else...<br/><br/>"Good even... I mean good morning your Grace, how do you fare in such times?" She bowed respectfully the weight of her armour threatening to tip her off balance, but she just about was able to keep her composure, she really needed to rest soon. She looked to the table and took her helmet off the top of it. Debating if she should put it on as to hide the weakness of her fatigue from the Emperor and the other suspect nobles.<br/><br/>