The Fall King leans forward  in polite interest his smile with the sharp, white teeth is predatory. "And what would be in it for I, if we helped thou retrieve this blade?" His hands are like the talons of one of his raven ready to strike down at a target.  "It would be a shamed if something were to happen. The Winter Court would be the one under sue for the damage and harm done." He notes with a haunting smile. This was playing out beautifully, but he would not get carried away. Falk had been at this game for far too long to get too eager in the chase he forgot to watch for others danger or the enemy that could lurk behind. "This is the Fae Realm, all things must be paid for as is our laws."