Still stood at the window, ingram watched her leave, a little clumsily due to the huge amount of heavy fabric she wore.<br/>"Borghast was right...."<br/>He spoke as she reached her door, not even acknowledgeing the barbed comments she made.<br/>"You do a good flounce...though I would use it sparingly M'Lady, like a drawn blade, it looses it's effect after a while unless it is used to draw blood."<br/><br/>A sharp tap at the door took his attention, Ingram stood and stepped towards it as a guard, resplendant in ceremonial armour, opened it and gave him a quick nod.<br/><br/>"Ahhhhh......I am afraid our conversation must be cut short M'Lady."<br/>Ingram turned and bowed to her, before sweeping his arm towards the door.<br/>"Your Guard of Honour is here...."