While Dora doesn't read any deep thoughts of Sir Kerith or his Drusilia, you do learn her name as they kiss. And exactly what they plan to do to each other as soon as they are alone. Some things are much harder to hide than others. You can read that they are willing partners in their schemes, whatever they might be. When she spoke to him before that, you could make out her affectionate tone, but not her exact words. But you could hear enough of them to know that she interspersed several words in no language you know.<br/><br/>As for the men-at-arms, there a sergeant of footmen who knows he wants to go home and very few of them look forward to the double-time they'll have to take up as the leave the town. There is also a bit of envy as the Harkess troops are equipped with generally better equipment, breastplates and halberds, compared to the Ravennan troops in their brigandines (studded leather) and long spears. Oh, yes, you learn they come from a small, mountainous province known as the March of Ravenna and they've probably seen more sun on this trip than what's peeked over the mountain crags and burned through the mists and clouds in their entire lives. There is an undercurrent of unnameable fear surrounding the Markiza, but not of her directly. At least, not any more fear than the folk here have of the Count's power to execute them for an actual crime.<br/><br/>Dora doesn't detect any actual threats in the thoughts of those gathered.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sense Motive DC20</div><div class="spoiler_body">It's more a fear of the Markiza's office, that her predecessors were quite liberal in severely punishing the people for any perceived slight. And she pointedly hasn't.</div></div>