Anne studies his face, wondering if he's using the name of the King to stop her questions legitimately, or as a gambit.<br/>"Well, let me get you your Trumps then.  I'd hate to hold up and appointment with the King."<br/>Part of her was terribly curious, though she also had a desire to get someone like Karloff out of her little part of Shadow as quickly as possible.<br/><br/>She rose and headed for the closet across the hall and his Trumps, shuffling through them to bring Random to the top as she handed them back to him.  Greyclaw kept by the chair, his eyes fixed on the prone Karloff.