Red smiled as Marcus requested a dance, rolling her eyes she took his hand and followed to the grand hall where much of the dancing took place. There were a number of couples who'd done the same as the music had shifted from a rowdy footstomper to a lively instrumental. For the first few minutes Red was indulging herself in the festivities, stepping in rhythm to the music and keeping pace with Marcus as they went around the dance floor. That being said, the entire time Red kept an eye on where Evelyn was at all times. Being back in the grand hall put her in at an even higher risk of detection and so every so often she'd pull Marcus away from where the captain good watch. [color=ed1c24]"Took you long enough to find me"[/color], she said as they began to waltz [color=ed1c24]"To make things worse you left without even so much as a goodbye"[/color]. Red smirked at the thought of how surprised the Templars would be to find an empty cell come morning. [color=ed1c24]"She's read my notebook, you know. I'm not sure how much but you need to keep an eye on her. At least until we know how much she is aware of"[/color].

Marcus danced the reels along side red with grace, comfortable in a fight or on the dance floor, they both swung with the music in perfect tandom. Amidst the dance they both repositioned repeatedly, staying within the large crowd and whispering when needed. "It would be inconvenient to stay talking amidst an empty cell. Atleast here I can feign ignorance, having never seen you come in." He spun her away to another dancer and continued for a minute or so with a different partner before Red eventually returned on the arm of a different gentleman. "What she knows isn't important. Sunderland is a fine leader and will not act hastily on the information gathered. Though maybe it is time she learned a little more." 

The dance continued for a while in silence as both simply enjoyed the comfort of old semi-friendship. If Marcus was correct, Red hadn't spun a round on the floor meaningfully in a very long time. Just this once it would be ok not to worry about their problems. 
It wasnt clear how long they had danced but eventually the two left the crowded floor to find a dark corner to talk, well away from Sunderland and any other prying eyes or ears. 

"Now, why are you here, Red." The mood of cheer had crumbled from his face as the urgent business returned. 

A concerned look came over Red as she stared out into the mass of people. [color=ed1c24]"I recently completed a job in Talmaria when i received word to return to Farendar. Apparently something is going on in the capital...something to do with the royal family. I was to find you and hand over what I'd recovered on my last assignment before moving on. Now im behind schedule thanks to this lot"[/color], Red pulled out a small stone from her pocket, roughly the size of a gold coin. It was black but at its center a green glow seemed to emit from within. [color=ed1c24]"I've had a ward placed on it, our scholars in Talmaria believe it to be related to Sar'than. I can't hold onto it anymore so I need you to send it with a raven to the Isle. The High Ocular himself wants to examine it"[/color], Red subtlety handed it to Marcus before whispering close to his ear, [color=ed1c24]"Our enemies have planted themselves almost everywhere"[/color]. Red looked rather worried as she scanned the crowd. Just by looking at her you could tell she expected a cultist to attack from within the crowd. 

Marcus took the stone and deftly slid it up his sleeve, digesting the information in the back of his mind as more and more problems seemed to pile up out of the blue. "to inform you of our side, the templars bested a dream demon and the Kest hive. There were experiments performed. Hybrid cultist bugs are being created. Even a small hive can be a factory for them now." Marcus glanced behind him to be sure nobody could see. He reached into his coat and pulled out a single scroll and passed it to her.
"You are familiar with these I hope. Use it, this leads to a forgotten rendevouz a few days from the capital. I will see that this," he pat his sleeve subtly, "makes it to the destination. I'll bring it personally. Ravens are being shot down."

[color=ed1c24]"Yes I saw the aftermath of your little venture into the caves. Hopefully that's the last we'll see of those abominations. While I was in Talmaria I discovered a cultist hideout in the southern forests. Apparently they were breeding Dreakind and accelerating their growth to be fully grown in mere days. They were dealt with but I can't help but wonder how many more of these experiments are out there"[/color], Red was silent for a moment before remembering what Marcus said about the ravens. [color=ed1c24]"I ran into the cultist responsible. Follow the kingsroad to the east you'll find his body hanging from the tree"[/color]. Taking the teleportation scroll Red nodded in thanks just before Argus bumped into her. Looking to the dwarf then back to Marcus she gave a look which said, [color=ed1c24][i]"I have to go, handle this"[/i][/color]. Without another word she waded through the crowd towards the courtyard. The guards there were isolated so if she was halted there it wouldn't be an issue incapacitating them. 

Unfortunately when she arrived in the courtyard, Marco was there as well.