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Axiolis floated forward. 'I would like to speak to Worwal.'

Worwal was Abbas' reaper, as Hector recalled. Hector saw no reason to get in Axiolis' way and so just motioned toward Levinox. "He said that they were heading for the border right away, so he might be too busy to talk, but feel free to give it a shot."

Axiolis just nodded and hovered closer.

"I want to head out soon, too," added Hector, focusing on the urgency of the task ahead. That always seemed to be the best way of distracting himself from his feelings of insecurity. To just concentrate on what needed doing immediately. "I'll need Levinox to come with me, so we can work out the best location to meet up."

Dimas, who was not one to chime in very frequently, cocked an eyebrow at him. "You intend to go personally?"

Hector didn't know why the man seemed surprised. "Of course I do. I'd like for everything go smoothly and quietly, but if the Sandlords end up attracting attention from the Lorentians, then I should be there to help smooth things over with the government."

The Lord Sebolt's eyes shifted to Hector's left, where Lynn was standing. "And what of your guests?"

Ah...

Hmm.

The Queen had just talked about staying a full day at Warrenhold. Moreover, he knew that he and she still had quite a bit to discuss with regards to Lorent. If he suddenly decided to leave, it might look he was trying to avoid her--or that he just didn't care what she had to say.

Agh.

Either way, he still felt like he needed to be there for the Sandlords, right now. He'd have to go and talk to her before he left. According to Garovel, lords weren't supposed to apologize, but for inconveniencing the Queen, an exception definitely needed to be made, Hector felt.