"I am very sorry miss, you wont need to worry about me or this crown anymore." Alane said, now feeling quite stupid with himself. Pocketing the crown, he looks back towards her. "The rest of the people would be coming out from the front. This way please miss."<br/><br/>He guided her back through the ally, making sure to help her over the oil patch. "I'm very sorry for how the day turned out for you. Maybe this piece of history should be studied more closely before placed in front of a crowd." Making there way to the front of the damaged building, He put on his jacket. Making sure she found who she was looking for he turned away. "What a disaster." He groaned to himself.<br/><br/>Deep in his mind a strange voice was calling him...