San listened as Olivia replied calmly to his accusation. It had the familiar ring of political shuffling, but the tone of her voice was so easy and melodious, it was difficult not to feel disarmed by her answer. When Henrik spoke up on his behalf, San grinned and bowed his head forward. An introduction from a Prince, it wasn’t an honor that just anyone experienced, for a foundling such as himself it was almost a historical rise in status.<br/><br/>“While I appreciate your assurances, Lady Olivia, you must understand that I am here to complete a contract. A contract which did not mention or include the presence of the fabled warriors of Nydewia. Dealing with your contemporaries, that is a job for a soldier. Dealing with the duplicitous Queen Theiri, however, is a task which requires the eye of a killer.” As he said “eye”, San winked in Olivia’s direction. “So from my point of view, I feel more than a little taken advantage of. I’m sure you can understand that.”<br/><br/>As he spoke, Eyes was under the able, sniffing at Olivia from a respectable distance. It seemed that her Master was not her enemy, at least for the time being, and she wanted to imprint the smell of this new woman in her mind, in case she had to track her at some later date.<br/><br/>“Prince Henrik has been a most generous and fair employer, so I doubt very much that he’ll refuse an increase to my pay for these unexpected developments.” San smiled, trying to be subtle about his grab for more gold. “But I’m glad to see that Nydewian representatives are far more… cooperative than their reputation would suggest. I apologize if my previous comments have offended.”