Jian's words seemed to put her at ease, but she didn't re-take her seat.  Instead she leaned over the edge of the back of her chair and nodded, "Thank you, I don't know what sort of magic you wield, and maybe it's best you not tell me.  That way I have no temptation to judge you.  In any regard, I have no urge to make an enemy of anyone..."<br/><br/>She growled slightly and then added, "Maybe except for whoever stole the protector's seal."<br/><br/>She turned to look at Alana as she spoke, then she sighed, almost visibly deflating.  She looked down and her taloned fingers gouged into the wood of the chair she was gripping.  She spoke softly, "His name is Eenti, he's a white."  Even for non dragonborne that was pretty clear.  She'd taken up with another dragonborne that had white scales.  She looked up and her face looked grim, "But he's anything but cold.  He's strong yet tender.  Smart and educated, but not frail."<br/><br/>She stands and turns, facing the wall, "We met a few weeks ago.  He claims he's an adventurer looking for treasure in the ruins of Laelith.  We've been seeing each other every few nights when I have time.  But I don't think he'd do something like this... why would he?"<br/><br/>She hadn't admitted that she'd taken him as a lover, but she also hadn't denied it.