Once within sight distance of Whitewall, they discussed what to do.  Supplies plus charting a route to their destination, and maybe a couple of days to actually have time in proper sleeping arrangements...that all seemed good.  "Not a lot, the most visible bit of jade is the spear, and I'm pretty sure no one is going to freak out over that"  But Yifa's idea was solid.  "Unless..."  A secret, knowing smile crossed her face.  Even though Yifa had seen Merame smile before, there was something...unnerving about it.  "I have an idea, oh yes, I have an excellent idea for something for you, a role to play..."  She wasn't sure how well Yifa would take to it, though.<br/><br/>"There're plenty of mercenary Dragonblood running about, hired bodyguards for certain persons of interest..."  'Persons of interest'?  That plus how Merame had noted bodyguard, this was starting to sound...no, best not to think about that.  "And Whitewall has quite a selection of finery for a person of such position..."  What was Merame plotting?  What<em>was</em>she talking about doing?  To<em>her</em>?