"You're right," Paeter said, anger written across his face. "You've outstayed your welcome, I would appreciate if you took the horses now." He walked towards the door, stopping when he felt Toral's hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry friend, I promise I will make sure she has a fitting burial place, and I will keep an eye on Ariadne." He hugged Toral. "Good luck." With that, and a last look towards the other two, left the room, slamming the door to the kitchen shut.<br/><br/>"I've already eaten," Toral said, turning back to them. "But I'll come with you, how far is it."