Havien, having arrived just before the king had entered, stood by his designated chair. Sitting would greatly weaken him to others, though in the presence of the king, Havien did consider sitting as Hobson handed him an official document. Reading through it absorbed much of his attention until Dralen's statuette howled.<br/><br/>Havien eyed the little wooden figurine with a blanked face, hiding his curiosity, then Aryia began to speak. He listened, finding a few subjects he disagreed with, but remaining silent until she finished.<br/><br/>"Ambassadors? Mirrors and such would be good if such things would work, they would be a constant pain, having to send someone up to clear the frost only to turn around naught but a minute later to do so again, but I don't object to it if the king agrees with it. However I find that sending ambassadors to Mistpeak would imply that your mountain folk do not plan to be a part of this kingdom very much longer."<br/><br/>Turning from Aryia to look at the King, Havien bowed slightly, showing proper respect for the man, "I do have men in my pay that could be set to work as royal guardsmen. They aren't much, but I believe the royal pay would be a long way in shaping them up. Solid men I employ. I offer their services because I can barely afford to keep them employed myself.<br/><br/>"I can keep the order in the old quarter, all I would ask for is your royal sanction and three of your royal officers for official arrests and the like. I already have the necessary arrangements ready. I just didn't think I'd get an audience with you."<br/><br/>Uncomfortable with his speech, Havien cleared his throat quietly and went back to studying the official document in front of him.