"I will see about arranging for some shelter, food and care for your soldiers then, and a place at the stables for all the horses." Smiling seriously the man looked at Gabriel and at Michael, then nodding and heading off. "I'll also see about preparing you those materials that you had requested. As for this Tessa, or Steel Princess if that is her, I am not aware of much more than rumors anyway." He stepped away, moving on towards the waiting soldiers in the distance.<br/><br/>Once in the room and the door closed securely, key in the hole covering it, windows curtained and the walls checked for any peepholes or secret doors, the Prince drew a deep breath speaking up. "This isn't going well at all. It doesn't seem like the Duke is willing to help us, but at least he's not against us either. I worry about speaking to the knights, but we may need them more than ever if things are as bad as it seems."<br/><br/>Michael's expression showed his serious concerns and worry. He moved in a serious fashion back and forth, seeming to be thinking on what had been spoken before.