He gave her a bland smile and a friendly nod, recognizing a dismissal when he heard one, though he wouldn't fret about her 'pleasant surprise.' Knowing her, it could be an actually pleasant one, or what any sane being understood as a horrible curse. Or it might just be a perfectly formed snow rose, forever blossoming. He had given up guessing what the Fae would do next, and simply reacted as he could.<br/><br/>Two days later, he was on the road, having taken that long to get in to see the Queen so he could let her know he was heading off to deal with a known Winter Court agent, though her amused smile hinted that he was missing something. Still, it was only a troll, and he doubted a war leader, or whatever the name Jotund meant, would be that much more of a problem. He had sent Aurelia a message that he was off to hunt a troll, and would send information back as he heard anything else. His planned route was a wandering one, hitting as many towns on the way as he could, mostly looking for signs of the Brotherhood operating in the area, he wanted that cult or cell or whatever they were tied up as soon as he could.