Footsteps could be heard softly as Daniel was guided into the hall.  He did not struggle, and kept his head down as he approached of his own volition, although two guards were close on his heels.  He wore a simple white button up shirt, such as the wealthy might wear underneath their clothes, and his black pants were of similar quality.  It appeared that he had done his best to groom himself, but the hem of his trousers were stained as if from mud.<br/><br/>Daniel seemed to be favoring one leg, but this was only obvious upon close inspection, as his steps were fluid and purposeful.  He walked with a quiet dignity, refusing to look up as he neared Christina and the Countess, and he did not speak.  When he stopped, one the guards behind him pushed him forward hard, and he stumbled in surprise, nearly falling over.