((Moar RP less talking. :P ))
Amy smiled at Jay. "No problem. It would probably be good for me to spend some time thinking about this before requesting an audience with his highness. No reason to have him tear my head off for going off half-cocked. I wouldn't mind talking it over with you on the way to the palace, if you have no objections."
Amy nudged her horse into a gentle walk, slow enough for Jay to easily keep up on foot. As she waited for Jay to catch up Amy thought about what to talk about first. The most likely topic was to inquire for more information on Crawn, and after labeling and discarding a few other ideas as less important she decided to go with that. Opening her mouth to ask how loyal the remainder of Black's forces were to Crawn, Amy was cut off by a man hailing her.
Turning in her saddle to take stock of the new party, Amy was mildly surprised to see another familiar face.
"A friend of yours?" Jay asked.
"He's a former soldier of Bern, turned mercenary. Served alongside King Hartmut before he became king, if memory serves. He dropped off of the face of the earth several years ago, when I was still a mere commander." Amy replied.
Amy waved the dragoon over.
"Well met, Ether. I see you've managed to keep your hide in one piece, more or less. What brings you to this corner of the earth?"