Aster nodded. Good, Frisk would be watched over by a monster she at least trusted..<br/><br/>Then he began to speak to her,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> "As you wish your majesty."</span></span>One simply did not argue with the King, even if he had given up his title, he was still her King in her mind.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> "I concede that I am weary, Logically speaking it would do me no good to scout ahead if I am tired."</span></span>She said, applying logic to it was the only way to get her mind to rest from fighting, even if it was empty words. She would bathe, but sleep? She doubted that would come to her now, given all she had suffered.