"Indeed," Indira nods in response to Inanna.  "Darius has been unable to reach Danesh.  This bodes poorly."<br/><br/>She gestures the new arrivals to the table at which Arioth is seated.  When everyone else has taken a seat, the Ifrit opens her black-on-black eyes and gazes at each of the younger royals in turn.  Her voice, rarely heard, proves to be rather pleasant.<br/><br/>"It would have been better if your brother were also here, but the three of you will do.  We have a visitor downstairs, in the dungeons, and we wish to return him to his kinfolk.  You will be his escort.  Darius is negotiating with his people in order to prevent future unpleasantness as a result of this...<em>accidental</em>encounter."  She grins, showing shark-like teeth.  "He did not mean to become our guest, you see.  And we were displeased to find him so near the Lion's Paw.  A delicate situation, to say the least."<br/><br/>