The Goldcloak with Adallina was surly, and she knew it.  She had hoped it would be someone other than him that would escort her into the Merchants' square, because she knew he only viewed this as a babysitting duty.  Still, even with that swirling in the back of her head, she ignored him, or tried to.  As it was, she was simply catching in the sights, trying to see what could be seen, and there, a new face she hadn't seen before.  It piqued her curiosity, but not enough to go over to him.  Besides, it would be unseemly, a woman of her station going to a lone male figure just to make small talk, all the while prying any information out of him as she could.<br/><br/>So it was with that in mind that she didn't go toward him, not really, but she did move into his direction, paying no heed to the feel of ire from her escort that was walking behind her.<br/><br/>She stopped about two shoppes down from this new face stood, and she looked into the window, seeing the displays that advertised the wares of the merchant.  This one was jewelry, and she found herself truly admiring a certain hair pin that was bedecked with sapphires and amethysts.  Her two favorite colors, and the colors that looked best on her.<br/><br/>Adallina found herself wondering, as she admired the hair pin, if this new face was another business man, or a nobleman.  With her trained eye, he certainly had the countenance and bearing of a lord, so she would guess nobleman, but which house?  She couldn't see a crest anywhere on his person, at least not with how he was standing, and she certainly couldn't tell from his features which house he might be from.