Alejandra was unsure of what to do now. To buy herself some time, she registered the gifts with the registrar. The young noblewoman rubbed her chin as she asked the her note that she requested to bring the horse personally. The male would be restless in such a big city, she was sure. And she wanted to make sure a stable hand wouldn't bring him harm. 

The girl decided to visit the Blackwater group. Unlike most, she had no problem with them and their decisions, after all, her father did business with their areas of influence. She was unsure of how they would receive her, but she held her head high. 

She was rather suspicious of Conrad, that had been quite clear during the evening. He was overly defense and not very forth coming with almost anything. His criticisms of the king were also overtly hostile-in her opinion-and he seemed to care very little about the very nature of diplomacy. He seemed to favor isolation...and if what she heard was true the isolation could get her people killed. Nonetheless, she offered the group a sincere, customary greeting and humbly asked if she could join them for conversation. They had not crossed her, or damned her people with inaction. She had no problems with them, and prayed that they had none with her. She merely wanted to learn more about them, their ideas, and why they did not follow Conrad. She was only curious and longed to learn more so she wouldn't burn down bridges like Conrad had. Like she probably did with Conrad.