<div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/c79689cafce4316a232d3d7d029d3922/tumblr_pg67nehEma1utyn51o2_r1_540.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Seven-Berries<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>Mid-Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Royal advisor's chamber<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Reginald Thayer<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>passive perception: 12<br/><hr/><br/>Her brows knit together at that information.<strong>"Well, that's... unfortunate. Maybe there's a third part somewhere..."</strong>She mused to herself. When Thayer continued, she arched a brow.<strong>"We seem to have had a miscommunication, sir,"</strong>she said with a patient tone.<strong>"Risk isn't what's in question, just the <em>compensation</em> for that risk. Especially when you have not said <em>what you want</em> of me."</strong><br/><br/>Her blue eyes held the bull in regard for a long moment, and didn't seem in any hurry to leave.<strong>"Surely a <em>copy</em> of this map up front is not beyond your good king's generosity?"</strong>She added, hoping to prickle the bovine's loyalty a bit, her arms still crossed.