"Good night.  And thank you, brother."  Jacob bows slightly, before heading for the door.<br/><br/>He doesn't bother to enlist the servants to help him pack, partly because he enjoys being able to take care of himself but mostly because he's tired of dealing with them today.  Jacob quickly loads up a large backpack with about ten days' worth of food and water (he doubts anything could delay the lot of them, but it's not as though he can't carry it), before adding a lantern, a whetstone, and a needle and thread.<br/><br/>After informing the stablemaster to have his preferred mount, a dappled grey, ready for tomorrow morning, Jacob retires to his bedchamber.  Tomorrow is likely to be as long as it is interesting.