[H2][color=#9cb6c3][right]Solomon Sparrow[/right][/color][/H2]
[right][b][color=#9cb6c3]Location: [/color][/b]Royal Hunting Forest, Kindeance [/right]
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	Once the bear had found his water, Solomon noticed Matilda speaking with someone. The stables didn’t appear to be as unmanned as it initially appeared. She seemed comfortable around him, and her eagerness to leave was calmed, if only for the moment. It was this that probably prevented any backlash from the three of them spending time dealing with water and produce. When she was done speaking with the elder, she returned to her sharp demeanor as soon they were underway. She mounted a horse, Henri chose to skate, and Cedar was forced to run, too big for any horse to carry. As for Solomon, he took one of the horses on standby, choosing one he was sure wasn’t privately owned. Time was of the essence, and he didn’t have the luxury of searching for a stable hand to commence in some kind of transaction.

	After a bit of time traveling, the forest in which the prince had been taken came into view. The path towards it was clear and group had made great time in arriving. As brush increased and the shadows washed over them, a small campsite or some other set up came into view. Set up in a clearing surrounded by trees. Matilda dismounted while one of the occupants of the site ran up to meet her. Clearly they were expected. The people of this camp were probably the only other people outside of the initial group called to meet the king that knows of the kidnapping. These people must be of great standing with his highness, or perhaps just the one who had come to greet them.

	One of the guards returned with a box, a possession of the prince. A note book. They also mentioned a boot that was discovered off one of the trails. It would take a good amount of planning to kidnap the prince, but even their escape and red herrings against blood hounds was well thought out. As his two companions worked with the notebook, Solomon turned to Anderson.

	“The prince did not go on this trip alone. What of those men who would have been his entourage? I do not imagine the prince was taken without some resistance. Before he was absconded, do you have the story as to what transpired?”