"I'll see what I can do about cursing the blade, locking it up should not be too much work to do." She smiled a little at him before nodding and taking her leave, heading for the door. The map was laid out in the open, markings of the approaching armies on it, the map showing the bridges, as well as showing the fortress ahead that was marked, one of the king's hiding places, so to speak. The other hideouts not marked.<br/><br/>There was two other pins though. One green one in the destroyed village, and a red one outside the capital to the south, maybe few hours away.<br/><br/>Gabriel found himself actually left alone for a change, a pause in the otherwise rushed morning hour talk.