Katrina looked Adyriana with a baffled look as she came to her feet scooping up her bow. “Each to their own, personally I always have a weapon to hand.” A lesson she had learnt on the caravans, raiders never made an appointment and the middle of the night was often fine with them.<br/><br/>Then she nodded to each in turn that had introduced themselves. The female warrior she just gave a speculative glance, another adventurer or one of the King’s warriors?<br/>Time would tell no doubt.<br/><br/>She followed the others into the throne room and inclining her head to the King she came to attention. It was her gesture of respect, she went on her knees for no-one.<br/><br/><br/><br/>