Matilda took a moment to absorb all the information that was being spoken to her. There was a defiant correlation between the attack on the king and the kidnapping of the prince. This was a good indication that someone in the court was working with the enemy. 

“[color=00a651]I will follow the tracks to wherever they lead to, hopefully, they lead to any stragglers that are still alive.[/color]” The group could see her hand tightening into a fist, it was very obvious she wanted to beat the information out of them. She quickly looked through the pouch carried by her horse, giving Henri. Gave him a small medallion,  the medallion had an image of a tree skillfully burned into the wood. (Picture of the medallion- https://image.spreadshirtmedia.com/image-server/v1/mp/compositions/T31A1PA29PT10X6Y10D1028009171W4896H4889Cx000000/views/1,width=550,height=550,appearanceId=1,backgroundColor=FFFFFF,noPt=true/viking-tree-yggdrasil-mug.jpg) 


“[color=00a651]This should be enough for Cedar to easily find me.[/color]” She looked at the medallion that Cedar was now holding, “[color=00a651]Please be careful with that medallion, it is a family heirloom.[/color]” She felt empty handing Cedar the medallion, it was found on her person when she was found by her adopted father. 

Looking over at Henri who had done something with her armour, “[color=00a651]Very well. Let us not waste any more time, I will meet with you hopefully soon.[/color]” She quickly told Anderson to watch her horse, walking off toward the forest. Carefully following the footsteps of the kidnappers.