"I'm somewhat familiar with this ritual," the guard said as the older gentleman explained the process to her, "having worked for the Royals for almost my entire life, however as a human the fine details were not divulged to me, simply enough that I would understand that the criminals would be bound to their holders."<br/><br/>Lycoris moved forward, digging deep into one of her pockets and drawing out a small trinket that shone in the sun, and presented it to her current employer.<br/>"A token," she announced, "of my gratitude for freeing me from the service of elves, 'twas her betrothed's wedding band, it would surely make a most ironic focus for the ritual, do you not think? But please, if I may be so bold that I may ask to attend the ritual, that I may see first hand how my former mistress reacts? And... who will take the trinket when all's said and done? Who shall be her master from this day forth?"